
Grass browning, trees growing and clouds floating by as another season begins. Just a small slice of a big pie an infinite to be enjoyed.
Happy Autumn.
Or Spring.

Grass browning, trees growing and clouds floating by as another season begins. Just a small slice of a big pie an infinite to be enjoyed.
Happy Autumn.
Or Spring.

A quiet walk in a quiet forest where old trees have been kissed by fire and young trees grow. Sun behind the clouds yet peeking between the trees.
In a quiet forest life goes on.

Not a fish eyed lens but a lens trying to be a fish eye. Seeing things differently…easier said than done..but always worth the effort.

Even the rocks are dressed in the latest fall fashions.

A day in the forest.
Flowers flowering.
A gentle breeze.

Paddling along on a warm summers day. Too late for the morning light yet too early for sunset.
The sun high overhead as Cormorants rest…

a tree reflects…

the Heron ponders the day.

Paddling along with the sun high overhead we gaze into the distance and enjoy summers light on a beautiful summer day.

A blue dragonfly perched and overlooking the greenest of summers green.
Welcome to August. The month that seems ruled by dragonflies and where the birds have ceased their songs. In August the the summer sun still sines bright and burns hot yet the green slowly slips to brown. The dog days of summer some say yet the wildflowers still bloom, insects buzz about and plenty of time left to enjoy bounty that summer brings. Still time to hike, swim or just laze around and enjoy the summer sun. Overall August is not so bad.
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