It’s absurd, sitting barefooted outside on November 18 with the temperature being 20C. We spent quality time on the deck.
Reality will hit tomorrow like a wave crashing onto the beach.
Month: November 2016
Airbrushed
Cirrus clouds, airbrushed across a blue blue sky.
Blank slate
An extraorinarily foggy morning was a blank slate. How would the day turn out? I chose to fill the slate with this thought and belief.
It is, and it will be, a good day to be alive.
Visitors
Project FeederWatch, a citizen sciemce program bewgan last weekend. This will be my tenth season of contributing observations.
These American Goldfinches were among my visitors.
Brighten
This Saintpaulia brightens our kitchen sink windowsill.
Fresh contrast
A field of new winter wheat, bounded by a cedar hedge, adds fresh contrast to the yellows, reds, greys, and browns of late fall.
Illuminates
Sunlight, flooding through the living room window, illuminates a hibiscus flower.
Colour
An overcast, grey, almost gloomy day ended with a pleasant splash of colour, low in the western sky.
Questing
As the shutter clicked, capturing this image of our current foster Fitzi, a scent on the wind sent him questing, trying to catch a better whiff.
A thought
Sometimes we get caught up in the frenzy of the moment. Sometimes we need to step back, look at and consider the larger picture.
No matter the outcome of the US election, however all of the thousands of contests turn out, no matter when the contest for president is decided, tonight – or tomorrow, or whenever – the United States will still exist. As will its citizens.
As will fields, sky, mountains, trees, birds.
Life will go on.
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