Where, oh dear, where is she? The Mrs. of the house, aka, Shelley. Our, dear, deer, Shelley? Not the dear, but Shelley. Where is she? She's such a sly fox, is she trying to find something fun to eat? Maybe... Is she cleaning? NOT - she did enough of that last month, are you kidding… Continue reading Where’s she?
Tag: Nature Photography
Trying to ground my thoughts
Early in the morning, at this time of the year, the fog rolls in across the ground. I adore watching the fog. It doesn't last too long, maybe just a half hour or so. I used to love to watch it when the neighbor's storage shed wasn't there. It was a pretty scene to admire.… Continue reading Trying to ground my thoughts
Why yes, Black-Eyed Susans look like buttons to me
Let's take a Sunday Stills stroll, by taking a break with me to wander virtually through my Black-eyed Susan flower bed that is bursting with yellow splashes of joy. I'm glad Merriam-Webster agrees with me, a bud can be called a button. A quick Google check around the world and it appears according to the… Continue reading Why yes, Black-Eyed Susans look like buttons to me
Hey lady, did you see the birds?
Mr.: Hey, grab your camera, did you see all the birds in the front yard? Me: Um...no, but I did see them in the backyard. I was just taking pictures of them. Mr: Quick go to the front, there's at least 300 of them. Me: Really? I didn't see that many? But I like seeing… Continue reading Hey lady, did you see the birds?
A sliver of thoughts about a community that will keep turning
It's another morning to be alive. I'm thankful, no doubt. The thoughts of the last few days remain very blurry to me. I'm sure it is so for the family of the victims too. The fogginess will remain longer in their thoughts than I can even imagine. I'm so impressed with the maturity of the… Continue reading A sliver of thoughts about a community that will keep turning
Bugs galore and flowers we adore
Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. - Henry David Thoreau A random Sunflower plant is growing in my rocks - must've been a mouse or a vole that planted it there? I love the tiny… Continue reading Bugs galore and flowers we adore