sweet black and white cat
in the wild golden grasses
living her nine lives 🦊❤️
“How could such a pretty cat be living out in the woods?”, I thought. Her face is so sweet and pleasing. It just didn’t seem right… but it is. 🦊❤️
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1193. lighthouse in the sky
not even the sea…
that murky brew of grey tones
can dim your wavelengths 🦊❤️
Like the sea, the sky is an ocean of poetry waiting to be written. 🦊❤️
1192. lunar landing
i got on my knees
my eyes real close to the sand
voyage to the moon 🦊❤️
An empty beach in the off season is a great place to allow your imagination to run free. You can go from sea level to the surface of the moon… and never leave earth. 🦊❤️
1191. shifting sands
tides come and they go
storms rage then they settle down
we are not in charge 🦊❤️
It gives me great pause… and hope to believe that the power of nature’s forces will withstand anything that is thrown at them. Nature can be detoured… but it will continue on and life will come into balance with where ever the detour leads to. 🦊❤️
1190. “so what ya gonna do about it??”
you standing your ground
dos and the don’t… not for you
you make your own rules 🦊❤️
I love seagulls. They are immune to the rules. They live free and easy and oh what a view they have of us who have to follow the rules. (And they can stand on one leg forever) 🦊❤️
1189. forever looking
when i first saw it
i just looked and looked and looked
and i always will 🦊❤️
When I saw Yulan’s candid shot of me in her awesome post yesterday, I was struck by the fact that the ocean is and will always be a source of never ending wonder and mystery to me. I edited her awesome photograph slightly to use in my post today. No matter how many times I see the ocean, it’s like the first time. 🦊❤️
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