I am as exhausted as I can be, and hardly feel like living up to my commitment. But there you have it – needs must. The backyard endured a torrential downpour and remained dignified and gorgeous. This magnificent bird,flew down onto the lawn this morning before the store. I made some sound or other and he flew to the other side. At one point I made this picture of the…
The sound did not pull my attention. Too often had I been frustrated by turning just in time to see only the spreading waves. I never managed to see the fish themselves break the surface, but only the water’s concentric rings dispersing. I never quite have my eyes in the right place. So I didn’t turn around. Straightening my back in mild irritation, I pulled my elbows in and grasped…
Early this morning the birds twittered, the squirrels chattered, and the water rocked the fallen leaves gently, gently. The little birds were active and noisy. The waders were missing: no egrets or herons, no ibises. Then the wind came. The bright blue sky amid the high light clouds swiftly overtaken by thick clouds, dark clouds. Then the birds were silent for a bit, the squirrels were motionless and all that…
What if I wrote a post every day for one month? What if I recorded things which inspired or moved me? What if I added a photo everyday? What if I didn’t know what I was doing? What if it were hard? What if it taught me something? What if I learned? What if I became more me? What if a year from now this was a valuable record of…