Ocean boulders are jagged and slippery when wet. I almost went down on this one.
This sandpiper walks calmly along the surf, hoping to find a snack. It won’t fly unless a large wave or dog approaches. It’s life is simple. I wonder where it sleeps?
For a few seconds it appears as if the Great Blue Heron isn’t going to remain airborne, but the large wing span puts the bird into glide mode and flight is achieved.
It was raining yesterday afternoon when I sat down to read a book. About halfway through the first page I could “feel”Molly’s look. I reached for a camera and took this shot. I knew she wouldn’t move until I gave her a biscuit. If she wants to go out, she’ll go to the door. If she wants to be petted, she’ll put her left paw on my shoulder. Since it was too early for dinner, the only other option was a biscuit. I could ignore her–she won’t bark– but that look is laser sharp. Molly won.
Four years ago I placed a fallen oak branch against the back fence by our bee hives and forgot about it. Yesterday, I noticed that flowering vines from my neighbor’s yard are wrapping themselves around the branch, making for a nice visual…and a firewood reprieve.
Drops of moisture from the ocean fog rest this morning on nasturtium leaves in our front yard. Rain predicted for tomorrow afternoon.
I’ve posted before about this tree in a nearby park that is severely bent. Well, this scrawny deformed tree is in full bloom. I guess it intends not to give up. Note the close up of the trunk–it’s cracking. But the pink flowers are brilliant. Go tree!