I'm still keeping up with my quasi-daily walks, logging in more than 20 miles since last Sunday. Not too shabby. Saturday I took off for one of my photo hunts, making it more of a hike again, spending two hours at Tarklin Bayou State Preserve near Pensacola. It was a gorgeous day, not too hot, … Continue reading Tarklin Bayou
Category: Photography
Haiku Friday – Guardians
Ever vigilant Ridding the world of vermin One squirrel at a time Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. *Our Girls, Labrador-Chow mixes Maxx (age 14) and Hershey (5), guard our backyard against those bushy-tailed rats. They've never caught a single squirrel; probably wouldn't know what to do with it if they did. Maxx, … Continue reading Haiku Friday – Guardians
It’s woman’s work…
I love spring time, honestly, I do. The warmer temps, the longer days, birds chirping, people smiling, babies laughing... what's not to love. Yard work... yard work is what's not to love. After months of dreary weather I finally have to face the of drudgery of cleaning up the detritus of winter. Over the past … Continue reading It’s woman’s work…
Walking it off
Lent, a 40-day period of repentance and fasting in the Christian calendar, began last Wednesday. During the six weeks leading up to Easter, many New Year's resolution underachievers, give the attempt of self-improvement one more try. The shorter duration of deprivation somehow seeming less intimidating. Sugar, chocolate, alcohol and caffeine are common indulgences included on … Continue reading Walking it off
Haiku Friday – water
Fierce force of nature Churning waves, rolling breakers Cruel power unleashed *Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. My thoughts and prayers are with friends and family during the earthquake in Japan, and the tsunami impacting Hawaii, and the continential U.S. west coast. *image: remnants of Hurricane Gustav, Florida Gulf Coast Sept. 11, 2008
Swing time
Skinned knees and dirty hands, Chocolate mustaches and powdered sugar smiles. Mornings snuggled under blankets, giggling at silly jokes. Afternoons sneaking cookie dough, Nights spent lost in storybooks. Legs pumping, squeals of laughter echoing, Faces turned toward the sun, wind swirling, hair spinning. "Higher mommy, higher!" "Hold tight" Swinging away and toward my heart. Days … Continue reading Swing time