For the Daily Prompt: horizon.
For the Daily Prompt: torn.
For the Daily Prompt: meager.
I think my heart is too small to hold this beauty for long. It rushes off to other things. “Come back,” I say, “stay here….”
For the Daily Prompt: theory.
Oh! My mystery bird lands in a tree. A big tree. And I zoom in.
Is this a bird that you think of in trees?
I am walking without earbuds, watching and listening.
I take pictures and walk closer. This bird is silent, but I try to imitate it’s call. It knows I am watching, though I am a block away….
For the Daily Prompt: enamored.
Homage to beauty. I took this yesterday in my neighborhood. These have a divine scent as well. Only the scented roses can hang through the fences and not be eaten by our local deer.
Two days ago I went on a bike ride near the C & O Canal and we walked to this old stone cutting mill. Rocks were cut at the Seneca Quarry and and down the canal, which ends in Georgetown, and used for many buildings and monuments. Seneca Red Sandstone is used for the Smithsonian Castle. Beautiful.
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #75. He has sand and this is sandstone.