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hazy honey texturedefies my expectationsmarble stuck in tar Last night’s full moon was very different than the moon the night before.  It was taken around the same time of night/morning.  The mosquitos were swarming me so I couldn’t stay out to take more than 2 pics.

Doodads — moon and yard 0601 and 060223

Last night at 2 a.m., while binge-watching, “Alone,” moonlight snuck in through the blinds.  I looked out and said, ooh, I need to get out there and get a shot of that.  It’s the first clouds I’ve seen in probably weeks.  It was still cloudy this morning, but it’s more hazy than anything now. sky…

Tanka Tuesday 322 and dVerse OLN 340 — Turtle Spirit

Turtle collage I did a few years ago The turtle totem wisdom teaches us about walking our path in peace and sticking to it with determination and serenity. Slow moving on earth, yet also incredibly fast and agile in water, those who have the turtle as totem or spirit animal may be encouraged to take…

Getting Fit — 28+ Mile Bike Ride on 5/30/23

I rode with the same lady I went riding 9 miles with last week.  We met up at a bike-friendly church (parking, bike repair kit, welcome to bikers signs, use our bathrooms) on the bike path and headed north on the Fred Meijer Berry Junction Trail.  My new friend has an e-assist bike, so I…

#FF — He’s Back!

He’s back, just like he said he would be! It took but minutes to ripple through the digital ether to inform the human population. The website posted his tour schedule, where the faithful were expected to gather to join him, where they would rise to The Promised Land. In city after city, The Faithful climbed…

Yellowstone’s Rip — be my man

Cole Hauser as Rip on the TV series, Yellowstone I’ve been binging Yellowstone S5 Pt. 1 this weekend.  It’s a new release from the library so can only borrow it for a week (close to 2 dozen people are waiting for it) which means I gotta do it.  Don’t feel sorry for me though, because…

RWG 11 — For my uncle, shot down over the North Sea in WWII

North Sea When you heard whistles, yells, and felt the shells pierce the wings and hull, what did you wonder as parachute’s grace rocked you towards inevitable clash with Northern Sea’s finishing freeze splash? Did you embrace chivalrous? Macho? Scared? Maybe yours were no confident, steeled, screaming lips. Maybe relief gave your imminent non-being a…