Taken in Wisconsin this month, for Wordless Wednesday.
Queen Anne’s lace
Taken in Wisconsin this month, for Wordless Wednesday.
Ok, I am a total fail on eclipse pictures.
I did no preparation, no reading and failed! I was clueless! Go ahead and laugh at me! But many thanks to my 10 am patient, because all of us were excited and ran outside to see if we could see the eclipse. I did not have the right sort of filter for my phone. I did make a pinhole in paper and took the bad picture below… we could see the eclipse on a piece of paper held behind the pinhole paper. I remembered those instructions from when I was a kid!
I did not take off because I just can’t afford any more time off than I’ve taken – run my own small business, dontcha know – and I leave for a week of CME in September. CME stands for Continuing Medical Education and I do a minimum of 50 hours a year.
We had fun anyway… and I want to go to the next eclipse…. well, the next one that is somewhere and somewhen I can afford.

Terrible, huh? And I am happy anyhow!
I hope you find some joy in your day, somewhere….
Hooray for the eclipse, and everyone of all sizes and colors and genders who came together and enjoyed it!
I did NOT get a good picture. I was working. And ours was partial.
In the afternoon I got up and saw this mother, daughter pair resting in the back yard. I am on a busy street for our small town, but the fence along the street makes this a quiet place, unseen by cars and walkers and local dogs. I love that the younger one is mimicking mom’s position.
This is our Galatea Fountain again: the fountain is cooling and the sound of the water is delicious on a hot day. I hope it cools the eclipse hunters, but even more, I hope hatred and discrimination and anger and bigotry cool and slide away in healing and love.
Two steps forward and one step back: I hope we lurch towards peace.
I am submitting this to photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #123.
We have a lot of drift wood and both kids and adults build structures on the beach. Eventually a high tide takes them down, but they are often wonderful. I am inside this one, enjoying the blue water and the light color sand.
Good luck to the Eclipse Chasers!
This is taken at the Haller Fountain yesterday. We were waiting for friends. It was such a beautiful day and the sun warmth and sound of the water was gorgeous.
Peace and love be with you.
I like the two sets of knees in this….
I spent much of yesterday at the Uptown Street Fair in Port Townsend. The Farmer’s Market was beautiful and busy, a second street was blocked off for craft stalls, and Lawrence Street had entertainment on stage from 11:00 until after 4:30. I finally danced myself into the ground and went home! I am a bit stiff this morning! Hooray for the bands and the tiny uptown parade, the color guard, the police and all of the people and businesses who put the fair on, came out, and shared a stunningly gorgeous day!
The Kinetic Sculptures were out, a wonderful drum group, the Port Townsend brass band, artists, dancers, buskers and lots of food.
Today is the County Picnic…..
For the Daily Prompt: trance, though I don’t think she was in a trance at all. I think the audience was entranced!
I spent nearly all day outside yesterday, with my daughter and various friends, uptown and downtown. This is at the Haller Fountain.
I was thinking “feeture”.
This is a stealthie from Thursday. Thursday was complicated by unexpected events and was busy! I tend to dress up more when I am stressed. I don’t know why having tights that match my dress would decrease that stress, but never mind. Over a decade ago my nurse informed me that the office had me figured out: the shorter the skirt I was wearing, the more dangerous mood. People move to town and unload their work suits since we have many retirees. I had a red-orange very short skirt suit with labels in Japanese: that was the watch-your-step-with-me suit.
I don’t have that one any more. But I still have brightly colored tights that I wear some days! All went well in the end.
Sunrise in Wisconsin last week.
My solitary thought this morning is about ethics. It does not matter what the other person has done, we still must be true to our ethical values. This means that a contractor can’t refuse to pay a worker. I am thinking of my own behavior but I am also thinking of the White House. I want an ethical president, a president who takes responsibility, a president who does not blame others, a president who stands up for what is right. A president who put ethical values first. Not money. Not predation. Not fake news. Not lies. Not corporations over citizens. Citizens are people. A corporation is not a person.
I want an ethical president who will not lie.
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