Not lanuginous, possibly langourous, sometimes ludicrous, questionably lecherous, quite lanigerous flock of sky sheep.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: lanigerous.
Not lanuginous, possibly langourous, sometimes ludicrous, questionably lecherous, quite lanigerous flock of sky sheep.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: lanigerous.
B and I have been walking the beaches a lot since we returned from our trips in January.
We are noticing how much the beach changes daily. The high winter tides wash sand out and back in. Some days the beach is covered with pebbles and some days it is smooth sand. The boulders move and the cliffs do too.
With the heavy rains this year, sections of cliff collapse. We have both edged closer to the water when we see sections of sand and clay that have fallen: some are as large as a car or larger. We would not survive if that fell on us.

Trees hang on for as long as they can, but they fall too.

We also see root systems exposed when a section of the cliff falls and know that those trees are struggling to survive.
We are debilitated by the length of the pandemic, but going out walking every day, watching birds and trees and the beach change, the eagles flirting, the seals peering out of the water, this renews me. I hope you have a place to walk.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: debilitating.
I love Great Blue Herons. We have a lot. I love them best in trees, because they still look strange to me in trees. They will perch right on the top of our tall Pacific Northwest trees and look like peculiar Christmas tree toppers. Alien angels. Their bones are lighter than ours, so they can stand on a limb that would not hold me or you.
These are the layers of sand and clay that wash out with the winter storms. The tides get very high and new rocks are exposed and trees come down. We do not want to be standing beneath them when they collapse or >>ZAP<<.
This is for the Ragtag Daily Prompt: zap.
Beautiful, isn’t it? But it’s not a sunset. The recent storms have taken away more beach and there are tons of new rocks and debris thrown around.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: finally.
I took this from North Beach at sunset three days ago, zoomed in. I got this wonderful silhouette of Protection Island. I am rapt.
I am submitting this to today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt: wrapped. Heh, heh, messing with words.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: relax.
For breathless.
Yesterday a trip to Forks is in order. There is snow around Lake Crescent and you can see the freezing level part way up the mountain. It is beautiful as we rise into the pass between the Elwha Valley and the Sol Duc Valley. In the Sol Duc Valley there is less snow at road level, but it’s still in the mountains. A gorgeous day.

Care for your family and friends and community. Mask up and do the best you can not to get nor give Covid-19 this season. The winter is dark but the sun will start returning to us soon. Like the seeds in the ground and the trees with no leaves, we can get through this dark season caring for each other.
Home to the Longette!
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in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
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