Ode to Pink Wings

February 19, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

What glory, what delight,to witness pink in flight – wondrous plumes stretched out wide,ponderous bills thrust forth in pride. (In celebration of the Roseate Spoonbills whose graced my lens recently. Submitted for Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week: pink.)

My Heart’s Song is…

February 16, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…a little orange bird. (Altamira Oriole and Vermillion Flycatcher from personal collection. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Color of your choice.)

Sushi

February 15, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

Four days of fog, followed by a day of thunder storms, and I am stir crazy. “Let’s go for a drive. I need to get out.” I grab my camera and open the door, immediately accosted by a wet wind. It has turned cold. There won’t be any picture taking today. We go for lunch, […]

A Photo a Week: Depth of Field

February 12, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Nancy Merrill’s challenge this week is: depth of field. Hope I have captured the concept with these images taken in the summer

Of Pelicans and Life

February 7, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

Ric spots them first – an almost endless line of birds heading our way. American White pelicans! They gather as a group just above where we are stalled, waiting for the ferry, and circle the area before continuing their journey. As one group leaves, another follows in a seemingly endless stream. “There must be thousands!” […]

Showdown on the Canal

February 5, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

My first inkling of trouble was when I glanced out to see the heron perched on the hillside, and the egret eyeing him from across the canal. “This will be interesting,” I called to Ric. “The heron is very territorial.” I had seen him chase off other birds, his quick stabbing beak a formidable weapon. […]

Chapter’s End

January 31, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

We are coming to the end of a chapter. After careful consideration of finances and health issues, we’ve decided that our focus needs to shift away from travel to other matters. There is no doubt that last year’s adventure helped improve my health, however; it was more a step up (or out of bed, in […]

Unexpected

January 30, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

The plan is to go fishing off the pier at Rockport Beach. I load up my walker for the journey out over the water, anticipating a day of action shots – immortalizing the excursion as I’m known to do. The early morning rain clouds are dissipating and a swarm of Black Skimmers parades overhead as […]

One Bottle, Two Crabs, and A Whole Lot of Fun

January 22, 2019.Reading time 5 minutes.

“I left my fishing gear at home,” Ric confesses when we meet up with friends from home, who happen to be staying just up the road. “Thought we’d be wintering in Arizona.” It’s his birthday coming up, so I suggest he gets new gear. We are surrounded by water here and the opportunities are endless. […]

Indian Point Park

January 17, 2019.Reading time 5 minutes.

“I know you said you wanted to rest today, but do you think we could take a little drive?” I’m back in Texas and the weather could not be better – 24 degrees celsius with clear blue skies. Tomorrow’s forecast is overcast and chillier. My trigger finger is anxious to get the camera going again. […]

Imagine

If we could lift understandingto indigenous teachingsexpand our loveto earth, sky, and seaMake personal gain tabooand Ancients a weigh point If we could witness the mountainsslow floating across the skyand touch the dolphin’s soulanxiously swimmingwhere tuna are netted Would we cower at our insignificanceor move forward, learning to acceptthat all of life is deeply woveninto […]

Dear Child

I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]

Re-de-fine-d

Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]