For the Daily Prompt: encrusted.
We had very early snow on Sunday that melted as it warmed up. And under the snow is lichen and the wooden roof.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
Discover and re-discover Mexico’s cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
Or not, depending on my mood
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain!
An onion has many layers. So have I!
Exploring the great outdoors one step at a time
Some of the creative paths that escaped from my brain!
Books, reading and more ... with an Australian focus ... written on Ngunnawal Country
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
spirituality / art / ethics
Coast-to-coast US bike tour
Generative AI
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
imperfect pictures
Refugees welcome - Flüchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflüchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
En fotoblogg
Books by author Diana Coombes
NEW FLOWERY JOURNEYS
in search of a better us
Personal Blog
Raku pottery, vases, and gifts
𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌.𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖾.
Taking the camera for a walk!!!
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
1 Man and His Bloody Dog
Homepage Engaging the World, Hearing the World and speaking for the World.
Anne M Bray's art blog, and then some.
KO Rural Mad As Hell Blog 
Hey – what’s my liver doing covering a bird house?!
Hmmm. Good question. Blackout?
Usually only on Tuesdays…and Saturdays, Sundays and Mondays. So this is really odd.
too much lemoncello, I think…. the birds like your liver, though.
There can never be too much lemoncello!
cheers to your friend.
Thank you very much for reading, and liking, that post. It means a lot to me.
My little sister died of cancer almost six years ago and I still really miss her and my parents.
I’m sure you do miss them. I’m sorry to hear of your loss. There is so little that can provide succor when tragedies of this magnitude strike, but I hope the pain at least lessens a bit as the years go by, to be replaced perhaps by the warmth of memories. All the best to you.
thank you very much