Nature is Being

 

Tre and I observe nature
from our back patio

His eyes veer upward
To the bare branches of a tree

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He’s Back

I heard a familiar song outside my kitchen window, and guess who I found singing to me?(Please excuse quality of photos. They are taken through the window).

Collective Consciousness

Cardinal on a snowy day

I found an interesting philosophical writing by someone on social media who uses an anonymous name. I’d like to give them credit for it, but I don’t know who it is that wrote it.

Bolt, Fall, Roses

Is It Me?

Boy the news cycle changes fast these days, doesn’t it? From a virus, to lockdowns, to opening/closing schools, to chaos in city streets, to wildfires, to hurricanes, and the sad death of a Supreme Court Justice. Whew. I’m out of breath.

Created a Monster

Remember when I shared all the photos from my bird feeder? Remember how excited I was to have some new animal friends?

Snapshot Slideshow

Hi. That’s me in the shadow waving hello to all of you. Can you make out where I might be waving to you from? Take a look at the picture below.

Photos, Fiction, Friends, Fun, Flowers, and Faith

Last week was the first time I returned to the blogging world in a little over two months, and I posted a deep, heavy subject about control. This week I thought I’d go with a lighter subject to share a little bit about what I’ve been up to, and maybe even a tiny spark of hope.

Zeus and the Moon

Color and more Color

So, I was sitting out in the gorgeous weather enjoying a little color . . . when I spotted another color above me in the tree. 👇

Morning Serenade

First thing in the morning, I step outside to let the dog out. Steam billows from my breath and crispy white sheets crunch under my boots. A soothing song greets me from high above. Wait, what? There’s a bird singing? I can’t remember the last time I heard a bird sing. The branches are still bear and the ground is blanketed in white. Birds don’t sing in the winter. Am I dreaming?

I blink upwards, then squint to focus between the spiny sticks. Something flitters.

Amazing Companions

Seasons, Starry Skies, Birds and a Mystery

 

Great White North

Even after many years living in the south, I still didn’t forget what it was like to live in the great white north. Except, some little things did slip my mind. There have also been new developments that I’ve needed to learn.

Pink Pelicans

Sometimes pink pelicans wade silently on the surface of the lake in my neighborhood.