April showers bring May flowers. As I age I find myself identifying more and more with nature in ways I hadn’t imagined before.
There are some lovely white ladies in our front yard that seemed to have shared the same kind of week as me.
Excuse me while I crawl into the weekend….but I’ll be back.
A good night’s sleep and my soul will be reborn..
photography and life
Teaching the art of composition for photography.
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
Make Hugs Not War.
an ongoing experiment in the dirt, 35 plus years
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
Analysis & Discussion For Political Uncertainty
Dreaming Reality 
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