Tag: #glimmer

The Cutest Ducklings Welcome Spring

A group of five ducklings swimming in a pond with rippling water reflections.

Spring has officially sprung when you see more ducklings in the pond than ducks. Happy Spring!

Make a Wish

With e erything going on in the world, what would you wish for?  It’s a fun thought experiment.

Snow of Blossoms

I love how, when the blossoms fall it looks like snow but smells like a bubble bath.

Lavender Love

I love the color of lavender.  I love the smell of lavender. I love amethyst because it reminds me of lavender.  I wear a small raku bottle around my neck filled with lavender essential oil when I travel to keep me calm.  This is the balm my soul often craves.  And whenever I see it in a garden I feel all the love at once.

Feathered Friends

It’s always good to have someone watch your back while you push forward, but precious is the friend who watches your front so you can rest. Thank you to all my friends who have done this for me. 

(Did you notice the decoy duck next to the sleeping duck?  I don’t know if that was human made as a joke or ducks made to let the humans know it was a sleeping cove and to be quiet.  My money is on the ducks.)

Duck Tails

I love birds. I keep walking a path in a town over that really isn’t doing anything for me any more because of the ducks.  I love the way the one feather on this ducks tail curls up in opposition to the perfect conformity of the rest of her body.  Perfection, im learning is overrated.

Face to the Sun

The picture doesn’t do the radiance of the poppy justice.  It glowed incandescent in the sunshine.  I was completely transported when I saw it.

Old Girl Scout

I made it through Girl Scouts to being a Senior Scout.  Seeing the flag wave in the breeze is one of the most patriotic site there is.  Long may she wave.

Yarnavore

I didn’t see this on my walk but watching it on @fatpompoms was so satisfying. I crochet, I over buy yarn, it happens.  I create ginormous balls….

And with this ball I made this…..

I think the next ball will be a pompom.

Portals

I look at puddle reflections and my mind sees a portal to another reality.   I used to create elaborate world to escape to.  I could lose myself for hours.  Now, I look at the portals and see the refection of where I am and I’m grateful I’m not seeking an escape. Progress?