For Wordless Wednesday.
blues
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: walk.
My daughter was home for Thanksgiving and we went for a daily beach walk.
For Mundane Monday #185, my theme is balance.
I took this yesterday, hiking the beach with my daughter.
How would you photograph balance? Or what photograph does it make you think of?
Send your links and I will post them next week.
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Last weeks theme was rats.
For mindlovesmisery’s Sunday writing prompt: gift.
My sister and I were blessed by the gift of connection to outdoors. To forest, lake, field, desert, prairie. I sleep better in a tent on the warm earth than any house, ever. When the world is too much with me, or the news is too awful, or a patient dies of ovarian cancer and is younger than me….
…..I walk on the beach, in the forest, in my neighborhood. I sing back to the birds. I speak chickadee well enough that they perch on a branch close by and sing back. Or argue, perhaps. Swinging on a branch.
Outdoors is my church, my solace, my love, my connection with the earth, with nature, with the Beloved. Air, water, fire, earth, wood…. home is outdoors.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: chime!
Chime in! Raise your voice! Vote! If you are not a US citizen, ask a friend who is a US citizen: have you voted? Do you need a ride? Do you need encouragement? Please chime in! Vote!
One person, one vote.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bask.
Well, we were not warm in this picture…. it’s a basking position, but it certainly made me nervous. This is my son… GET OUT OF THERE! He wanted pictures. I took pictures quickly… OUT!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: loose.
As the sun warms the air in the early morning, loose fog creeps over Indian Island.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: sublime.
My daughter was home from noon Saturday until 3 pm Sunday. We took two beach walks in between her spending most of her time studying.
I zoomed in with my cell phone trying to figure out what the tiny gold boat on the horizon is. We thought either a light colored boat or a barge of sawdust…. It rained all Saturday night and some of Sunday and some of the time on the beach. But we had sun too.
This is looking north from North Beach, towards Vancouver Island.
For Norm 2.0’s Thursday doors.
Back to north Seattle, from my autoclave trip. We now have the new exam table installed and the first person on it was an 8 month old, which is rather a delight, because most of my patients are over 50.
I like the light in this photograph, with the spots of sun on the roof.
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