The scalloped edge of this sheet of cirrus cloud curves across the frame.
Month: June 2015
Stella, profile
Very pretty, very treasured companion.
Graced
Every day while I am at work, this sparrow (I think it’s a Song Sparrow) graces me with its lovely song.
Patches
Sometimes it seems our life is like this rough country road. Patches covering the hurts and wounds; rolling, bumpy and uneven; going through empty territory; leading to . . . the unknown.
Yet I like it. The hurts and wounds heal. The journey – through territory familiar as well as uncharted – is energising. There is always something to see, to do, to feel. Something to be grateful for.
Pastoral, morning over field
Smokin’
I’m spending the afternoon minding the smoker. Skinless bone-in chicken breasts with a rub, potatoes, marinated tofu. Rubbed pork ribs lurk underneath. Yum.
Treat
I gave Achilles and Stella each a nearly empty yogurt tub. Stella goes for the least last bit in hers.
Gentle
A lone, lonely tree gently ushers in a drizzly morning.
Contrast
This barn vividly leaps out from the bright green of field and bush, and the subdued blue-grey of the sky.
Road Closed?
Not to this gaggle of goslings.
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