Doesn’t this duck family look sweet? A beautiful day, beautiful water equals…DANGER!
This duck is either the father or the mother…regardless, as you can plainly see, it is going to “the dark side”.
Every time the beak, or bill, got lowered toward the water bad things happened.
Running on water things.
It’s time to leave things.
Have you ever been stuck in a closet?
It’s a question I thought I would posit.
Could you escape in a minute?
Or would you relax and stay in it
Writing to Shakespeare, a sonnet.
(Oliver asked me to tell you that he did get out of the closet very quickly and yes, I need to practice learning how to spell my last name.)
This handsome fellow strolled through the yard today, just as we were about to sit down to share our Thanksgiving meal together. It seems that I see a buck every few years on this special day of the year.
I’m so thankful for the creatures of the woodlands that remind me that there is wonder in the world. I’m beyond thankful for my family and friends and for the special people in the blogosphere that continue to enrich my life.
What shall we do about the wind
when it blows us over there and back again?
We could call ourselves a kite
but I really think I might
just go with it and call it being “Zen”.
I have green eyes
It’s no surprise
That nature draws me to it
The birds they call
The wind it sighs
I can’t help but pursue it.