For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: rock.
One of my favorite early morning rocks, in Ontario, Canada.
The mergansers like it too.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: rock.
One of my favorite early morning rocks, in Ontario, Canada.
The mergansers like it too.
I am thinking of the phrase “Places in the world a woman would walk.” I know it’s by Grace Paley. A short story? A line in a story?
Do you feel safe walking in your neighborhood? Or on a beach near you or in a forest? If you are male, do you thinks it’s safe for a woman to walk alone in your neighborhood? Do you feel differently about a male? And the same questions to woman.
And is there an age limit? Is it safe for me to walk the beach alone because my hair is mostly white? What about my son and daughter, both in their 20s?
Safety is relative. One of the unsafe things about our beaches is the warnings about an earthquake and tsunami. We have sand cliffs that will most certainly collapse. I walk the beach and eye the cliffs. There is some luck involved and I accept that.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: security.
How can light on water be security? What is secure?
When I think of security, I think outdoors. The ocean will change and change and change, moment to moment and day to day. The light changes with each wave and the wind. But the ocean is still present. And water also represents the unconscious for me. All the things under the surface, all that depth, an infinite place of exploration: the water, the earth, the sky, the universe. For me, security is the internal exploration and the outdoors, which is so vast, there for me always. The poetry of nature.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: canal.
Nope, not a canal. A pass: Deception Passage. Taken in December 2018. This is looking at the San Juan Islands from the top of the hills around the pass.
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: mettlesome.
I took this Monday, after walking to my cold dark clinic, pulling paper back up charts and calling everyone to cancel.
Which duck would I be? The crested one, asleep.
I do not sleep through my Rotary meetings nor my clinic meetings, since my clinic has been open for ten years. However, I was very skilled at sleeping though hospital administration meetings. I was tired from being on call!
It was still freezing out, yet this small duck slept on. I think it’s a hooded merganser. I thinks its a pretty mettlesome place to nap.

The prompt for Mundane Monday #197 is underlighting.
How have you played with light in photographs and light from below? I took this last night at around 5 pm, on the bluff in town. The setting sun was adding gold light to the bottoms of the clouds and there were gold reflections in the water.
Link your photograph and I will list the links next week. Have a wonderful week.
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Last week’s prompt is nurse log.
klallendoerfer send beautiful moss covered nurse logs.
Taken yesterday evening.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
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