Taking pictures of my flowers is a passion I cannot get enough of. My neighbors decided to model for me.
My stroll through my garden continued and I was invited to the baby duck’s wedding. It is an arranged marriage but they seemed happy enough. I threw corn and they ate it.
Walking on down the hill and up the hill I glance over to the house on the corner and there she was, Mom watering her thirsty baby. This is my world and I like it like that. Have a good one.
The Names of Wines. If you’ve lived a long life, which has been good and bad, since there appears to be no other way, you take joys where you find them. The recent pandemic took Read more…
Bachata Urbana by Grupo Evidens As you can see, the picture is taken off my computer screen, making it a bit grainy, but when I have the compulsion to write about something, grainy pictures fail Read more…
Creativity is alive and well within me. All forms and shapes of art have been welcome since the days I’d hang on to my mother’s dress, fearful of strangers at our door. Cinematography captured my Read more…
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