Small neighbors in the sun.
This is the second to last post in this series. I zoom back out some to capture the scale of this tree, our great blue heron, how she is so comfortable sitting on this branch so high up. Where I would not be comfortable at all. She amazes me.
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Tripping the world, slowly
A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation.
Things I should be telling myself
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
dreary poems and rhymes for short attention spans...
beauty is in the eye of the beholder