1987. a spring kick start

 

out of the blue sky

a bolt of magical light

kick starts the tree’s buds 🦊❤️

Today we made our way back into the woods. The aftermath of a spell of harsh winter weather was all around us. Yet the magic of impending springtime more than made up for the fallen trees and eroded trails. 🦊❤️

1986. last vestiges

 

weeks of layered snow

reduced to a dirty heap

by the mighty sun 🦊❤️

This morning we systematically peeled off our layers of  unnecessary winter clothing as we walked in the suddenly warm temperatures. All of the layers of accumulated snow were also suddenly gone. All that remained were the dirty piles of  plowed snow that most certainly will shrink in the coming days. The morning sun was smiling and it felt good as it shined on us. 🦊❤️

1985. red at dawn

 

all of a sudden

a flash of red caught my eye

a card’nal at dawn 🦊❤️

I was sitting in the living room easing into the start of another day. Suddenly a flash of red caught my eye. A plump cardinal perched right outside my window to brighten the gloomy dawn sky. 🦊❤️

1984. bff

 

after all these years

tommy and willey meet up

now they’re “bff” 🦊❤️

Yulan asked that I make her a paper mache edition of her beloved cat Willey like the one I made of Tommy as a remembrance for her. Of course I was more than eager to bring Willey back to life for her. And the best part is that Tommy and Willey are now “Best Friends Forever”. (BFF). 🦊❤️

1983. added value

 

sometimes the shadows

succeed in stealing the show

(…or adding to it) 🦊❤️

We recently visited the Woodmere Museum to see an exhibit of very large ceramic sculptures.  The sculptures were beautiful and their shadows provided tons of added value to the show.  🦊❤️

1982. could it be?

 

up atop the cross

a bird sits watch o’er the land

maybe… holy ghost? 🦊❤️

Birds perching on crosses way up in the air always catch my attention.  I immediately think it is the Holy Ghost keeping an eye on things. One never knows… 🦊❤️ 

1981. rearin’ to rise

 

bright bobbin’ balloon

tethered tightly to a tree

rearin’ to rise up 🦊❤️

We stopped and watched the bright red ballon straining to break free of its tether. Just like all of us… 🦊❤️