Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Motion My first view of daylight always holds our flag. The rain and wind do their thing. So does the flag. Let music swell the breeze And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song. Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound …
Man's angles... ... softened by God's Grace WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
Last week I took some moments to capture color on the trees... and take a coffee break with the husband... and build memories to hold till autumn comes back next year. The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools. - Henry Beston I would rather sit …
I like fog. Maybe because I grew up on the Pacific coast, is why. Rain assaults you, but fog wraps around like a protective layer... it comforts me... it calms me... it reactivates my hair product. I also like to photograph fog. As you might imagine, some shots aren't too exciting. But several mornings ago I got a good …
Most every day starts in the very same room... at the very same window... sipping coffee from the very same mug. And it's always early because I don't want to miss a moment... not one moment as the sky lights up before me. Some mornings, like this one, there's no choice but to throw on coat over pajamas and head out …
I wish I could capture the day beginning... the sky opening... what I see on my early riser mornings with first cup of coffee. But that would take a different kind of photography, way beyond my skill level. Plus, I'd have to get dressed and go outside! A close second to that wish is a day captured last …
My son, Ian, under the wing of the plane he takes care of... like a baby... he loves it... he really, really loves it.. Can mice get into a car? Thought I heard scratching sounds on the way home from the post office... sending the husband in to do a "mouse-sweep"! And in honor of …
Outside, I walk and breathe… fresh air… a little quiet. Sometimes I sit in my car... it’s the one thing here with my name on it and “I can sit here if I want to”, my bratty self says. Inside, we are prisoners... she of her mind... me of her space... ... both of her …
A photo taken from above... I can never pick just one... .... where the Klondike and Yukon Rivers meet at Dawson City ~~~~~ .... where grown-up sons play at the beach ~~~~~ .... and "Wheel Barrow Boy" WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
....a slice of rural culture... (Click on any photo to see it larger) WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
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