I stepped out of my car to pick something up and startled a small family, who were resting in the shade in his yard. Mother stood up but didn’t run. I am not savage.
And here is one of the young ones….

I stepped out of my car to pick something up and startled a small family, who were resting in the shade in his yard. Mother stood up but didn’t run. I am not savage.
And here is one of the young ones….

This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #116. Ok, yeah, it’s Thursday. I am thrown off by four days off, my son visiting all the way from Maryland and the news of the death of an old friend, Monday.
The lower branches of the trees are dead, but are covered with growth anyhow: the hanging beautiful moss. I don’t know how the moss holds on through the dry season. Meanwhile the tree continues upwards, new branches reaching up to the light.
I took this on Mount Zion, two weeks ago.
Lake Street Dive: What I’m doing here.
For the Daily Prompt: pluck. I was thinking of the picture of the great horned owl, that she would not appreciate the word pluck. Would you pluck this bud or wait for it to open?
And a rose for my friend S and the people around him. Pluck is courage as well.
Happy fourth and we did a beach walk.
…and now a jump, to 2005, and the Wooden Boat Festival.
This is for the Daily Prompt: sail. There is a sail in the chaos of boats to look at and masts and people… I do love Wooden Boat. And the sail by, when they all head out, is wonderful as well….
We parked in the lower parking lot for Mount Townsend, which means an extra 1.2 miles each way. But, we pass the small lake. On our way down in the afternoon we spotted this beauty. A great horned owl: sunning? Fishing? Enjoying warmth?
A beautiful surprise.
As we climbed Mount Townsend, we climbed above the clouds and could see across the Sound to the Cascades rising above the sea of clouds.
The hike was glorious in part because the wildflowers were out in force. Red, yellow, white, blue, purple, every clearing on the mountain as we climbed. Gorgeous.
My mother called the Fourth of July “the glorious fourth”. I kept thinking of her yesterday. We hiked Mount Townsend yesterday and it was glorious. We drive up through clouds, a bit disappointed that there would not be views, but still determined. The hike starts at 3000 feet, so we drove out into the sun before that!
For the Daily Prompt: scamper. Chip is stuffing a peanut into a cheek pouch and will scamper any moment.
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