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A Pika rests in the warm morning sun high up above the tree line. Making its home in the jumble of rocks and boulders in the alpine region of the rocky mountains, safety is always a quick dash away under some crevice and away from danger.
Mount Evans, Colorado.
Looking north from the southern shore of Loch Leven.
As you can probably tell, it's not the freshwater Loch Leven in Perthshire but the sea loch next to Ballaculish in the Highlands.
I recently discovered that the v in Leven is apparently silent - the correct pronunciation is Li'un. I don't know about you but that came as a bit of a shock to me.
I would like to tell everyone who commented, invited, faved or took a look at my creations (paintings), that I am thankful and apreciated.
Take off your shoes, sit on the sand for a while, take a deep breath and smile. There is still a long way to go...
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Around 930am this morning I looked out the back window and saw this fox resting at the back edge of the yard. I have seen her off and on in the past year but have not been able to get any good images of her since this past Spring/Summer. These were taken through glass out the back garage door.
Pittsfield, MA
January 15, 2021
Another shot from my walk on the Cahore Point Trail. Lovely golden beach and a stairs leading up to the trail. A couple wisely taking a rest and enjoying the waves before tackling the climb.
The Carolina wren stops to pose, having just delivered some old pine needles to the new nest (see previous photo). Backyard bird..
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I'm going to be off for awhile, I'm taking a break and heading to the rugged coast of Maine, my "home away from home". I'll catch up with everyone when I return.
Most often my method is a simple attention to God combined with a general sense of hunger for God. I find myself often attached to God with the great sweetness and delight of an infant at the mother's breast. I hesitate to use the expression, but the inexpressible sweetness which I taste and experience there is as if I were at the bosom of God at all times. Sometimes my thoughts wander away from God by necessity or infirmity. But soon an inner desire brings me back to God. This inward yearning is so delightful and delicious that I am ashamed to describe it.
-The Practice of the Presence of God In Modern English, Brother Lawrence Translated into Modern English by Marshall Davis
Get it? Rest your laurels? As in, sit down? But "laurels," you know? Flower? Because it's a garden? Because it's a double entendre?
Times like this, I have to assume I only amuse myself.
Only a few hours to go and we have a long weekend here in the UK. After a hectic month I've never been so excited about having 3 days off! Monday is known as the 'late summer bank holiday' and it typically involves lots of rain, wind, and turning on the central heating....but maybe we'll be lucky this year!
Not much to say about the photo...just a dandelion on the ground in the garden....simplicity.
Enjoy the weekend whatever you're doing :)
As you know, Rose of Sharon's can grow quite large and tall. They tower above all the rest of the flowers in the yard and it's the same in this case. Some of our Rose of Sharon's even tower over me and I'm 6'3, which makes it difficult for pruning, but that's what ladders are for...right ?
True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body ...... nourishment and refreshment ~ William Penn