It is a cold frosty morning, the grass crunches under my feet. Blue Jay’s are screaming loudly and insistently. Don’t they always? That Cat is stalking something with deep concentration. Eyes laser-focused on his subject.
It is a cold frosty morning, the grass crunches under my feet. Blue Jay’s are screaming loudly and insistently. Don’t they always? That Cat is stalking something with deep concentration. Eyes laser-focused on his subject.
Stranger than fiction. Welcome new readers, thank you for being here.
Intentions for this new year of hope.
just a day after my mother-in-law turned 81, she tested positive for COVID.
What happened to the snow?
A few pics from my photo journal.
What a crazy full moon week around here. Have you felt it too?
Gardening. Spring.
Wordless Wednesday. A beautiful foggy morning.
