Winter Walk

Two years ago this month (January 8, 2020), we said goodbye to our sweet Max. I can’t believe it’s been that long already. Yet so many things have happened to our world the past two years that it seems like enough for ten years instead of two.

Since I’ve Been Gone

Since I’ve been gone from the blogging world, WordPress changed the format for drafting and posting. I don’t like it. It’s taking me forever to figure out how to add photos. What is this block thing? Why can’t I just write paragraphs as if on a page? Why do I need blocks? So frustrating. 🤦‍♀️

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).

Five Seasons

Here we go again into another season without my Max. The grieving process is different for each individual, and for me, the first year is brutal with experiencing the change of seasons without him.

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. 👇

The Best Disinfectant

Over the weekend we were hoping to get some of that disinfecting UV light, but Saturday it rained all day. My brand new tulips enjoyed it though.

Yellow Carpet

I took the above photo on Sunday.

Splendid Sunny Summer

Hello blogging world. It’s been so long since I posted that It almost feels like my first time. I know other bloggers who have gone longer than me and then returned, but six weeks is quite a while for me to go between posts.

Fascinating

Shh, listen. Can you hear that? It sounds like a babbling brook.

The nearest creek is six blocks away, yet the trickling sounds like a stream circling the entire house.

I follow my ears to find where this is coming from.

Disoriented

I woke up on Monday morning (yesterday) feeling very disoriented. Why?
Take a look at the photo below that I posted as my header back in January.

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.

Tropical Desert

We finally did it. We got sick of winter and went back to the tropics.

Sock It To Me

Chaos and Calm

Good morning, afternoon or evening, for whichever time you read this post.

I had a brief and serene blog post scheduled for today, but then something happened. . .

Real Life Magic

On April 30th I walked along the creek near our house, and below is what it looked like.

Springing Forward

Hi. How are you today? Are you enjoying the transition to spring?

Autumn’s Story

Autumn’s Story

The Difference A Season Makes

I find Nature’s instinct and changes fascinating. Never afraid of what lies behind the corner as It dies and gives life once again.

Last summer I took lots of pictures of berries.

Hopespring

I’d completely forgotten that hopeful feeling that comes with spring.

The First Autumn