That’s Cold!

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

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

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 […]

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)

Weather

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

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: weather

Men At Work

August 2, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: people at work)

Fields and Landscapes

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

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

Of Trees

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

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

Seating

June 7, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: seating

Cute Factor

May 7, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Hard to beat the goslings, but I think this Blue Jay doing an imitation of “Take my wife, please!” is pretty cute too. For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: cute factor.

Monday Mood: Stretched too far

Saturday we packed up the garage (with help). Dusty, dirty, and exhausting. Sunday we attended and then hosted a farewell party for our Ukrainian roommate, who is going back to Ukraine despite all our protests. Yes, two separate gatherings. Heart wrenching. This morning, we visited our new apartment building to get set up with a […]

Let Me Sleep

Like an orphaned treeshivering in a coat of frost my soul wandersdreamless, alone a nobody, nowherein the pre-dawn chill. Beckoned by first lightbody twisting wakens Consciousness clingsto desolate slumber then, reluctantlyreality brings me home. (Image my own)