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(Click on images to zoom, click again to enlarge.) An hour past sunrise and lingering fog obscures the bright light we normally encounter. Damp air mutes the calls of Mourning Dove and Northern Cardinals. Along the edge of the lake a Pig Frog grunts a greeting from the cover of lily pads. Gradually, the gray veil lifts to reveal clear blue skies overhead. Today’s venue is a county park, although at over… Read More
(Click on images to enlarge, click again to zoom.) Peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches and bananas. Underneath a pine tree. Cicadas sputter and then hum their familiar chorus. We stretch and sigh heavily as the morning is now becoming quite warm. It would be easy to lay back with my Love and remain here holding hands for hours. So much has transpired in the past couple of years. It is history. For now,… Read More
(Click images to enlarge, click again to zoom.) “Wow!” That’s an overused interjection, for certain. Sometimes, however, nothing else conveys the meaning one seeks. Besides, it’s a direct quote, so there. The object of Gini’s amazement hove into view as we came to the first bend in the road after entering Colt Creek State Park. A large swath of lavender along the edge of the pine forest offered a spectacular “Welcome Back“…. Read More
(Click on images to enlarge, click again to zoom.) Here we are again. We don’t exactly know each tree by their name, but we know we are among friends. The arching branches provide shade for our late morning breakfast. A breeze by itself makes no sound, but when it rustles pine needles above our heads it gives the impression of waves breaking along the shore of our souls. No matter how ingenious… Read More
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