For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: tassel.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bold.
Yesterday felt so spring like. I wandered around the neighborhood taking pictures. These are in a pot on my front stoop. I curled up in the sun in my lower yard and took a nap for an hour in the sun as well.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bail.
The little red pram is older than I am and leaks. Last summer we got it out and my daughter sailed and bailed with ease. She is on the racing team at Western Washington in Bellingham, racing FJs.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt rus-in-urbe.
I am not in a city. I am in a town. But still, when the flock shows up at my feeder, I feel such joy watching them.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: hope.
This young eagle is shedding feathers and hoping for a chance at the dead octopus on the beach.
I hope that the eagle matures. I hope that it makes good decisions and learns self control and quiet wisdom. Don’t you?
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: thaw.
I walked through Kai Tai Nature Park during the snow last month. Usually there are lots of ducks, sometimes geese, red wing blackbirds and a blue heron or eagle. This is taken with a zoom. The ducks were hiding out and the seagulls standing rather forlornly on the ice, waiting for the thaw.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: delate.
Boa Cat says not to tell, that sometimes even at 15 a cat can be goofy. She won’t tell my secrets if I don’t tell hers. I’m not to relay stories or delate her silliness to any dignitaries.
And anyhow, de opposite of de early is delate, right?
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: diurnal.
I think this is a female Anna’s hummingbird.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt spray.
This is the eagle that was feasting on a dead octopus last week. We had to walk by to get home. We tried not to spook her, but she flew out to land on a rock just out from shore. Her wings look like the waves and the waves like her wings.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: tune.