1548. heavenly deliberation

a conclave of clouds

assemble in the heavens

will they vote for rain? 🦊❤️ 

When I looked up at the sky this morning I was blown away by the immense gathering of puffs of white clouds filling the sky.  We haven’t had rain for quite a long time. I was hoping that the conclave of clouds that was assembled in the sky was voting on granting rain for the day - like the conclave of Cardinals electing a new Pope. Both are “heavenly decisions”. Lol 🦊❤️

1547. never ending newness

 

the row house kitty

taking in another day…

as if it’s the first 🦊❤️

I love cats. As they watch daily routines unfold, they act as if the “same old same old” is being experienced for the first time ever. They remain curious and engaged with what is surely familiar to them. But… when it’s time to snooze… the curiosity switch is turned off and peaceful sleep is upon them.  Oh to be a cat! 🦊❤️ 

1546. neighborhood wildlife

 

friday… a heron

saturday… tommy the cat

sunday… bald eagle 🦊❤️

We have been on a roll the last week when it comes to sighting cool wildlife in our neck of the woods.What might show up this week? I never stop hoping to see a wayward bear or one of the many coyotes that are around.  Regardless… we always have Tommy! 🦊❤️

1545. sweet gum balls

 

just like fingerprints

all there is - is so unique

infinite designs 🦊❤️

It was a windy morning and Sweet Gum balls littered the trail.  They are so beautiful that I hated to step on them as we passed through their debris field.  I was moved to turn back, pick one up and look at it closely.  It didn’t take long for a thought about the geometric and sculptural uniqueness and beauty of its form to appear.   This spring-boarded my thoughts to the inconceivable realization that EVERYTHING everywhere possesses its own uniqueness. No two Sweet Gum ball, no two blades of grass, no two flies, no two anything are exactly alike. I know this narrative is an exercise in expounding on the mundane… but regardless… WOW! 🦊❤️

1544. politics as a religion

 

like grains in silos

groupings of likeminded folks

separate… distinct… 🦊❤️

When the word “siloing” became the new buzz word while I was still working, I didn’t care for it for some reason. I care for it even less now. 🦊❤️  

1543. stark contrast

 

on the city street

a touch of delicacy

descends from above 🦊❤️

The city is a cornucopia of scenes waiting to be captured on “film”.  This photograph was the highlight of our recent visit to the City of Brotherly Love.  🦊❤️

1542. looking from a higher place

 

from my bridge-top perch 

i witness the heron rise

my heart skips a beat 🦊❤️

Everyone needs a special elevated vantage point where they can look down on the earth and become excited and captivated by what they see.  My place is a humble bridge over a creek. My heart has skipped many beats there. 🦊❤️