Tag: Alabama
the cardinal reveals himself
i saw the red behind the green & hoped he would come closer, like the feeder. But amazingly, he put himself in the perfect frame. AND anyone know what kind of bird is at my feeder?
meet Phoebe
and no, Mom…she isn’t mine. gosh, she is such a snuggle…bunny. The kids belong to me.
how i see her
i have two daughters. i worried about all of their insecurities when they began to worry…about everything, clothes, hair, skin, shoes, boots, brains & on and on… i tried to help, but to a 12 or 13 year old girl, they thought i was “just saying that i’m beautiful because you’re my mom.” with my…
the freaky tree in my yard is…
called what? Anyone know what this kind of tree is? It looks like things of nightmares. it drops these spiky cherry looking things on my yard (see mushroom pic) that hurt when you step on them barefoot–like a lego.
one that stands out
there is one that dances to his own tune. can you find him?
is it possible to miss someone for 26 years?
Yes. Because he had a profile that looked exactly like this which is why i had to buy Michelangelo’s sculpture. Happy New Year, G.C.
my father called me last night…
and he said, “Hi, are you home? Will you be there for a while?” (i was in my jammies, & it was about 7:30pm-ish, the only place i had planned on going was to sleep.) But there was something in his tone of voice that seemed…different, so i kind of panicked,”Is something wrong?!” “No…i should…
sometimes everything falls into place
as a photographer, i really love it when it happens. perfect light, calm subject…orchids. Obviously not mine, as i am a notorious orchid killer.
fiddlehead
oops one belongs to Kip. sorry, KIP!
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