Noisy Skies

December 5, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(Weekend Sky challenge)

B… B… B… Birds

December 4, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Barn swallows, Blue Jay, and Bald Eagle for Bird Weekly challenge: Birds that start with the letter B

Farewell Autumn Blues

November 7, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Weekend Sky challenge.

Oh To Wade In Calm Waters

November 6, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Bird Weekly: Wading Birds

Wordless Wednesday

November 4, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A Photo Walk

October 7, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.

Two rivers intersect at our city’s centre, and while I often patrol the larger one, this day I decided to visit a park adjoining the second. Probably because walking is still difficult for me, I was drawn to the many benches that line the path, all vacant now due to Covid restrictions. A quiet evening […]

Birds Up Close

October 3, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Bird Weekly challenge: Macro/ close-ups. Featured image: robin.

Farewell September

October 1, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Last photos of Sept 30th (camera and iPhone) for Bushboy’s photo challenge.

Domesticated

September 5, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The swans in nearby Stratford, are domesticated for the purpose of creating ambiance – replicating the original Stratford on Avon. Dug into my archives for this photo of a man with his two feathered pets. (For Bird Weekly challenge: domesticated birds.)

Pink!

September 4, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Pink petuniassuspended from white porch rail –gift to passerby. (For Cee’s FOTD)

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)