Me, my camera, and nature = Bliss.
A Solitary moment.
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Alone but not lonely
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Praise for the Mountain
If I were a cow
I would roam beneath a mountain
and drink from a cool stream.
If I were an Arrowleaf flower
I would grow on a mountain hillside
and smile proudly at the hikers passing by.
If I were the remains of an old mining cable
I would stare at the mountains
and remember a time
when miners depended on my strength
to transport their coal.
If I were a wooden bridge
I would keep walkers safe as they crossed
and as they stopped in my middle
to admire the the mountain stream view
And if I were a mountain
I would look to the clouds and smile.
Always changing
Although I love a beautiful mountain lake,
for me, there is something about a running stream,
always moving,
never stagnant,
always changing,
going somewhere new.
So happy I hiked in Colorado long enough to see it!
Women, listen up
10 THINGS TIME HAS TAUGHT ME https://ladiespassiton.com/2017/08/03/10-things-time-taught/
My home away from home
Survival of the fittest
They pulled themselves out of the gutter and thrived with satisfaction.
One with the World
My niece, Hannah Hurricane Sanchez, Harmonizes with the world in her artwork. So much talent! Check out her other pieces here.
Yumsters
They grow in the dirt
They’re pretty incredible
And they are also
entirely Edible!
Violas
Rose pedals
Tulips
Daylily
Empress of India (variety of nasturtium)
(Just to name a few)
A frolic food?
“This is good. What the hell is it? Huh? An aphrodisiac, you say?”
That’s what I said the first time I ate one off a cheese plate.
The Caper berry is a Mediterranean fruit that grows on a thorny plant. They are actually the buds that are picked before they flower into white blossoms. In Biblical times, the caper berry was supposed to have aphrodisiac properties. Hmm… Perhaps, when ingested, they help us frolic about and have a mischievous caper of our own.
Suggestion: eat sparingly 🙂 🙂
daily word prompt: Caper
When Life becomes Real
My daughter introduced my granddaughter to life outside of a song or a book.
My wee one knows that a cow says “moo.” So …
Now, she’s met a cow.
He stays silent. He doesn’t moo.
What’s wrong with these grownups? Do they just make crap up so we can repeat what they say?
<shrug> If you lead a horse to water, you can’t make him thirsty. 🙂
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 