Wordless Wednesday: fall
From the Lan Su Chinese Garden in Portland: the rocks are placed on the paths both for aesthetic beauty and for the health of one’s feet. A wonderful sensory input for proprioception, feeling the ground with the sensitive nerves of our feet.
…and late entry to photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #83
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.
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #68. He has a close up what is it? In response, another photograph from my trip from Washington State to Chicago and up into Michigan by train, in 2014. Distance and light and color. And perspective, which I need today.
On the solstice, I am out watching the sunrise. I try to imitate various bird calls that I hear. I do well with chickadees, a junco, and a hummingbird comes to inspect me. This small sparrow has a lovely song and I try to imitate it, not doing it very well. We traded songs for a good 20 minutes… a very patient bird….
I took this in 2014 on my return train trip from Chicago to Edmonds, Washington and home.
I took this photograph Friday with my cell phone for Photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #64. The pattern of the drops spreading is beautiful. Just a small thing. And the funny bit is that he posted his picture a few days later…. synchronicity?
Up very early and in my yard: it turns out that my fence is a help to spiders, setting small webs in each metal square. Each web is a small miracle with the sun shining through it and moving in the breeze.
This if for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #56…. his photograph is shadow and angles and stairs and pattern. This is my legs, on a run on Saturday, and yes, that is Princess Leia helping me to be brave about rebuilding my muscles…. the feet are not a horribly deformed rash but a pair of toe shoes for running. I like going barefoot, but my feet aren’t toughened enough and it’s cold in the mornings! Not real icy cold, but 50 and wet.
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #55: I rarely get a good photograph of Ms Boa outside, because when I point the camera at her she purr-chirps and comes over. But this time I got the zoom just right — caught her!
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