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I didn’t see him until he twitched his ears. Well hidden while mom takes a much-needed break. I like to think she brought him for grandma to take care of, right outside my studio.
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. ~Alfred, … Continue reading
Big trees stand and big trees fall. Live things die. That is all. Soon we’ll know when it is time. We are no longer in our prime. Until then, get up and smile, be thankful for the sun. Get busy, … Continue reading
Smoke coming from the chimney in the house assures me coffee is almost ready. Mornings are still chilly these days even though it’s June.
New babies in the yard. They are so cute and so tiny. Momma brought them for us to see just like her mom brought her to see us a few years ago. Gotta love new babies no matter how many … Continue reading
Hark, love, while through this wood we walk, Beneath melodious trees, How wrens with redbreasts ever talk What tuneful words they please… No graybeard linguist, love, could vie With our large learning, then! You’d speak to me in Redbreast; I … Continue reading
Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine. ~Anthony J. D’Angelo
West. Looking at the new building supplies shed and the back of the workshop.