I’m out for a walk in the woods this morning. The weather has improved, and it’s bringing some of the wildlife out of hiding. I can’t help but notice how curious they are of me.
I would love to regale these denizens of the wilds with exciting tales of my adventures in the city beyond the trees.
However, I’d have to be a raving lunatic to be running around in the woods telling my tall tales to the animals.
–Photos by me
a traveling troupe
of dancing does
will oft regroup
to strike a pose
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the vote is in on
animals possessing souls
and the ‘eyes’ have it
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“Dementia”
–Photo by me
the animal photos i use
when blogging are so hard to choose,
that i write the texts
while kitty selects
the ones that will get the most views
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whether we’re a
we fill our own niches
and we have our own worth
for each of us enriches
the fauna of the earth
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hiking in the cold
the morning sun warms my face–
right down to my soul
–photo by me
I took a long drive in the country yesterday to think about things. You see, I’ve always been a hearty guy, but lately I’ve been a little unnerved by the steady deterioration of my faculties and general health. Am I that same guy?
Deep in thought about it, I turned a corner, and there it was–an old barn in the middle of nowhere. I felt an immediate affinity with it, in that it was old and somewhat broken down like me. It was then that I realized that the kind of beauty it has can only be found in the old and rustic. Maybe I could live with the new old me. There’s an old anonymous quote that seems fitting here:
“Sometimes
You find yourself
In the middle of nowhere;
Sometimes
In the middle of nowhere
You find yourself.”
–Photo by me
owl
nocturnal, drowsy
posing, drifting, dozing
hitting the hay now
hooter
–photo by me
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