I dream of the day I wake up and words pour freely out of my head, I suddenly grasp depth of field and know how to perfectly operate all the settings on my camera, and I ride my bike effortlessly up a hill of slippery snow and zig zag through trees without holding my breath.
I was on some sort of picture blitz this weekend, and not just of dogs. I took a walk across the Rum River bridge (below) to get to a platform by the river’s dam. When you look over the side of the bridge, you see the structure below. I’m not sure what it is but it…
This weekend did not go according to plan. Some very wet snow, followed by a dive in temperatures brought out the wimp in me, I’m embarrassed to report. Instead of being outdoors, I went into cooking and nesting mode. Saturday, I needed to use up my remaining bread dough so I made three more baguettes,…
Sunday, Steve and I went to the May Day parade, put on by The Heart of the Beast Puppet and Mask Theatre. The parade started out with participants from the local Black Label Bike Club, plus many bicyclists simply showed up in the spirit of things. Then there was an impressive chain link float with…
Have you seen the towering trees Tower walking their dogs? Ssshhh! Close encounters of tree kind… Did I mention I saw a cloud formation today? A pipe, like my Dad used to smoke And alongside it A match with a sunset orange flame Sorry I didn’t have my camera You’ll just have to take my…
“Work the shot,” experienced photographers say…
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Good job! You are a riot!
I love it!!!
The poem…the pictures…the miracle!!!
Yep, miracles are all around us, all we have to do is open our eyes and see ’em.
God bless you sweet Maery Rose!!!