Where’d You Go, July!

August 1, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Last on card for July 31, for Bushboy’s Challenge. Unfiltered, unedited. Camera shot is closeup of neighbours beans. iPhone shot is my art on a Redbubble scarf (present to myself).

Fields and Landscapes

July 16, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: fields and landscapes.

Big Digger

July 14, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: really big toys)

Black & White & Feathers

July 12, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-artists Photo Challenge: black and white. Featured image is an Osprey in flight. A heavy browed crow and two goldfinches above.

The Regulars

July 11, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Young sparrow and mom, Mourning doves, a goldfinch, and Baltimore oriole for Bird Weekly’s challenge: common birds for the season.

I Meant to Photograph the Fields

July 10, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Obsessed With Orange

July 9, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: orange

Of Trees

July 5, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: trees or tree parts)

Hawk and Heron

July 4, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Bird Weekly challenge: ‘H’ birds.)

Clouds En Route

July 3, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Impatience

Petulance is actually the word that comes to mind at the moment. I feel as if my inner child, not getting what she wants fast enough, is throwing a temper tantrum. I just need to convince her to give the grass time to grow. Thanks Richard Adams.

Monday Mood: Waterlogged

I was just doing the final walkthrough before an Open House (we’re selling our house) when I noticed the Art Room floor was wet. Looking up at the sagging ceiling tile, I hollered for help . Ric came to the rescue, removing the tile and letting the rush of water free. At our age, we […]

Not Taking It

We climbed so highthis mountain of manmade obstacles – I remember the rage,no more than 9 –how helpless it felt a girl in a man’s worldbut I climbed anyway,we climbed anyway and, instead of a hand upwe get this? Patriarchybe damned! Your days arenumbered. Mark my words. (Image my own)