Into the Night

June 4, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Not this weekend sky (the camera has been idle recently), but a look back at September.

Weekend Sky

May 28, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite drive. A place to breathe. Ric fell in the night again. He has been falling almost weekly since the New Year. Usually just scrapes and bruises but this time he broke two ribs. This doesn’t bode well going forward. I come to the river to catch my breath. For Weekend Sky

Morning View

February 5, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

“How long will it snow, VJ?” our Ukrainian roomie asked the other day, while we were driving through a snow squall. “April”, I answered. She thought is was very funny. It’s not April yet. Weekend Sky

Sunrise Strip

January 15, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Hammad Rais’ Weekend Sky

Birds, Trees, and Sky

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

For Weekend Sky

Cloud Folds

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

Such an interesting configuration – couldn’t help but stop for a shot. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge and Hammad’s Weekend Sky.

Autumnal Sky

October 9, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

It’s week two with pneumonia and I’m wading through the constant wheeze to keep up a semblance of presence. Autumn’s sky never fails to arouse my awareness. Hope you are all keeping well. (Weekend Sky)

Here Comes the Sun

August 22, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Here comes the sun.

Blooming Clouds

July 24, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Moody

July 17, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Lessons From a Newborn

Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]

Ocean-gazing

Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)

Tugging

Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)