Hello friends! I almost went to sleep tonight (Thursday) without putting this post together but I remembered in the knick of time. Some days the sheer number of things to be done overwhelms me. I am looking forward to a little extra down time next week!
It’s gotten cold and windy which means lots of ducks are blowing through, but not necessarily coming in for a photo shoot. Maybe soon though! Meanwhile, here are some choices for today:
Sunrise, November 13, 2024 - much needed rain was moving in.
Windy sunrise, November 17, 2024
Sunrise, November 15, 2024 - I love how every day is different.
Bluebirds truly are spectacular in November.
I think we all have seasons when our colors just really shine.
Two for one! Bluebird and dark-eyed junco. Everyone loves the little white berries.
Yellow-rumped warblers are so expressive. How has it already been a month since I took this?
Finally walked down to the new bridge they built where it washed out last summer. I couldn’t figure out why it took me so long, until I realized I miss calculated by 1/2 mile!
Sunrise from the new bridge
The lovely trail to the bridge.
Thirsty blue jay.
Still a few golden leaves hanging on.
May you find enough space in your weekend for what’s important.
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The November 15 misty photo is stunning, and the bluebirds are beautiful. So many of your photos would translate into drawings and paintings and I've tucked many aside for the time when I HAVE time, just to make art, after asking your permission to use your photos as inspiration. Always so lovely, your posts.
The November 15 misty photo is stunning, and the bluebirds are beautiful. So many of your photos would translate into drawings and paintings and I've tucked many aside for the time when I HAVE time, just to make art, after asking your permission to use your photos as inspiration. Always so lovely, your posts.
I often think one can read a person’s heart by where they point their lens. An affirmation that kindred spirits abound.