On Solitude

March 21, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

My photos, someone else’s quotations. For Cee’s Black & White Photo challenge: photos and quotes.

Hawk at River

March 11, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught this fellow, on a blustery winter’s day, sheltered in the brush at the river’s edge. (Linking up with Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: birds)

Just One (of each)

March 6, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

One flower, one fawn, for Cee’s Black & White challenge: Just one of anything.

Last Shot At February

March 4, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Bushboy’s Last on the Card challenge: February 2022

Longing for a Sky

February 27, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey defines the snowy days; the landscape melding into an endless haze. Weekend Sky

Goldeneyes In Town

February 25, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Emerging from Winter’s withdrawal, with camera in hand, I manage to catch a few Goldeneye ducks at the river. A positive sign.

Morning Streaks

February 20, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Woodpeckers & Co.

February 18, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Ric had his fifth knee surgery in November, and my health took a nose dive. Now, after two months of doctor’s appointments and ongoing tests, there is a pause. I am ready for rest. Freezing rain set in today, followed by snow, so we are snuggled inside with the dogs and a warm fire. Outside, […]

Skies Ablush

February 13, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

That’s Cold!

January 31, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: cold)

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 […]