anonyrrie

when skies are gray...

share some sunny flower love

cultivate & nurture

along the road...

there are miles of cornfields, 

with stalks rising up to the sky.

We crest a hill and stop to see mountains fading to lavender in the distance,

trees lined up along a ridge,

and the clouds hanging low to skim the land.

daydreaming

Sometimes the days seem to stretch into an endless afternoon...

and before you know it, it's all a memory.

another august

hot afternoons, the whirr and din of insects, sun pouring down like warm honey...

it's a time to slow down and observe the wildflowers that grow through the cracks...

or stop and think about playing a tune...

or just pick a bean from the garden and be silly.  Happy August!

winter forest

resolution

~ to drink freely of the beauty that surrounds me ~

winter pond

onward

over time

any iron mass will eventually convert entirely to rust and disintegrate

as oxygen combines with metal, weakening the bonds.

Rust is inevitable.