Every day, a photograph, a poem. We sat outside on the patio swing enjoying the birds chirping and keeping an eye on the little hummingbird sitting in its nest. A warm, but pleasant morning to sit together beneath the canopy of our sycamore.
Scott’s solar water fountain he bought about five years ago still spouts in our birdbath as the birds chirp to each other in morning before our temperatures soar up over 100 degrees today. It’s 10:30 am and already 93 degrees.
The world will need to find ways for people and creatures to keep cool.
Something Pleasant in the Heat
Sparkling drops streaming—Sheri Edwards 062721 17736521 Poetry/Photography
something pleasant in the heat; fountain in bird bath.
Post 850 days in a row
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart