Sip, Sip

January 7, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: cups or glasses.

Pairs

December 6, 2021.Reading time 1 minute.

They may appear to be an unlikely match, but when we ventured out on the road in our forty-one foot motor home, we christened her “Hoo Gnu”. The owl speaks for herself. Sven was the closest thing we could find to a gnu in a stuffy. These birds are definitely matching sets; For Cee’s Black […]

In or On Water

November 20, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: in or on the water.

Oh, the places I’d go…

November 15, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…if only I had wings… (For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Anything that flies)

Drive Me

October 18, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: things to drive

Windows

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

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: looking through or into a window

Half: More or Less

September 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: half of anything.

Patterns in Black and White

September 20, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: patterns

Weather

September 13, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: weather

Fences and A Gate

August 30, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: fences and gates.

Eagle and Crow

Eagle arrivesand I am at oncesmall, insignificant Breath heldI am stillness basking in majesty Till ubiquitous crowcalls his cronies,chases eagle off Everything gains perspective. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

Seasonal Defiance

Cast my shadow over white banksassert presence: proud, defiant Will find beauty in deserted placesand colour in the monochrome Haunted by a Winter state of mindresolved to stretch despite chill. (Image my creation)

No Way In

He fills the homewith sweetness –serenades their love –while she picks awayat every gesture,imagining subterfuge His floral wordsonly serve to pokedoubts – she readsbetween the linesof ornamental landmines He lights candlesto set a mood,but she is alreadyplanning a funeral –her wrung out heartunwilling to fall.