Candid With a ‘Q’ and a ‘U’

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

Out of reach of our two dogs, a squirrel observes us from the Walnut tree. A quizzical hound accompanied by inattentive youth. A majestic buck lounging in Autumn leaves. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: candid photography, and her Midweek Madness: must have q or u in the word)

Doe and Flowers

October 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Photo Challenge: closeup or macro

Dark Greens

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

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Photo Challenge: dark greens.

Looking Up/ Down

September 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Looking up, I catch a seagull soaring past. Catch an eagle looking down. Discover beauty at my feet: For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Looking up/down

Farewell to August Sky

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

Weekend Sky

LAPC: It’s All About The Light

August 23, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: It’s all about the light.

Here Comes The Sun

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

(For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: here comes the sun.)

Okay, I’m Out Of Here…

July 28, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Taking a Breather

July 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Between the hospital where Ric is doing rehab and our home – a forty minute drive – is a conservation area, a perfect place to stop and and breath in nature. The heron has the right idea. Take a moment. Be still. (Lens-Artist’s challenge this week is getting away.)

Water in Nature

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

Morning view of the river Thames; wetlands nearby, a creek meandering through the countryside. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Water found in nature.

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)

Floral Balm

Of Trauma Born

Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]