The squirrel comes,
looking for treats
and good things to eat.
He and I,
look at each other.
He doesn’t bother me
and I let him be. 26 more words
Let’s just state this upfront.
This is not a good photo. In fact, it’s a no good, very bad photo. I’m not tall. And I was standing on a very narrow step on my tippy-toes, shoulders hunched, arms raised, sun shining on the smartphone to get this shot. 166 more words
I thought I’d pay tribute to the past weekend’s snow which is still with us, along with ice and freezing temperatures. It was a busy weekend, but a relatively quiet break from swimming, hiking and my weekly chore which involves going up and down the basement stairs swapping dirty cages for clean ones. 332 more words
It’s January. I don’t know any self-respecting person who actually likes the month of January. It’s a pure let down. Christmas is gone, New Year’s resolutions are already broken by the first week of January and it’s probably cold and raining. 373 more words