Amazement
And a contented sigh
Poetry in motion
A synchronized swim
“Who is their choreographer?”
The girls wanted to know.
Today I have a post on Vision and Verb on the magic of words. I hope you’ll check it out.
I’ve been trail riding two gorgeous Saturdays in a row, the first was at Wild River State Park. I’ve wanted to ride at this park for a long time and it was as beautiful as I’d heard. We didn’t know the Wild River trails, so we had to keep checking the maps to figure out…
I’m sure this feeling of being stuck and making little progress on my creative endeavors while everyone else is growing and spreading their wings in awesome splendor and while they flap, flap covering me in dust and totally messing up my hair as they motor on by I’m sure this is just my mind exaggerating…
Clutter. That’s what I’ve been dealing with lately. Not just at home, but at work where piles and piles of documents that people drop off lie on my desk in stack upon stack upon binder upon folder upon bin upon stack. Obviously, I’m a bit behind. I’m not sure that being so swamped is all…
Fall Colors burned Singed Like a hot brand
King of the manure heap
Queen that climbs
Princesses that tussle and spin
Woman who rides
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What a beautiful ‘winter’ walk!! Those swans are so different than the ones we have here. Ours have orange beaks. Elegant and graceful – nonetheless. And – yes – they never cease to take my breath away!
What a wonderful swan song sweetie!!! I love the way their necks form a heart when they stare face to face. It thrills me every time!
Honestly, it doesn’t take much! Heeehehehe!!!
Lovely pics of the swans and I’m so glad ya caught the ‘girls’ too!!!
Have a great week sweetie!
God bless ya :o)
They are so graceful and beautiful.
Wow! What beautiful pictures!!!
Woderful photos! I love the Swans too:)