
as an introvert
i feel a little
like the ripples
in a quiet stream
as compared to
the crashing waves
of extroverts
in rougher waters–
yet i know
that the world
needs us both
–photo by me

as an introvert
i feel a little
like the ripples
in a quiet stream
as compared to
the crashing waves
of extroverts
in rougher waters–
yet i know
that the world
needs us both
–photo by me

flamboyant maples
offset the austerity
of the stately pines
-photo by me

while hiking through
a land unseen,
i stumbled on a view
where luscious hills
of verdant green
encradle waters blue
–photo by me

three unlikely pals
making secret plans
for incredible journeys
beyond the farm lands
–photo by me

some see angry gods
in a thunderstorm’s advance,
and some see mother nature
simply watering her plants
–photo by me

–Photo by me

–Photo by me

wildflowers show the way
like the innumerable stars
that illuminate the dark
dusty lanes of the galaxy
–photo by me

Lil Blue Eyes was the saddest fawn I’d ever seen. She’d barely had time to dry off in this world when her mama crossed paths with modern civilization on the highway and left her to the wolves. Luckily, she was rescued by my farmer friend, who took her home and introduced her to all the barnyard denizens on her farm. Amazingly, she was befriended by all. Her family now includes many horses and their foals, dozens of cats and dogs, and one very fat-but-friendly hog. The sadness seems to be lifting.

–Photos by me

It’s another great morning of jaw-dropping beauty, and I am officially 7 months sober today!!
I like this photo because, if I look at it in just the right way, I can see a roiling, fuming lake of fire beyond the trees that extends to the distant purple mountains.
–Photo by me