
/ Late summer, and nature continue to give us small and big wonder’s. /

/ Sunrise by the lake /


/ The spiderwebs are everywhere now. /

-Poem by Mary Oliver-
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Poem by Mary Oliver

/ A blue-throat making a short visit on its way to the south. /

/ The morning mist is lifting /

/ A squirrel, stops and stays… /

/…. and we get eye contact… /

/…a magical moment! /


/ The weather and the skies are shifting fast nu /

/ It has been a wonderful ”last” summer for Nelson. He became 16 years and 4 months old on the 28th of August. We take one day at a time nu! /
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