Day 593 Daily Walk Ears
Of deer ahead on the hill we notice first
A journey into the cloud…
Of deer ahead on the hill we notice first
A trifecta by Todd
Nature painting autumn over summer’s green
Not your usual witch…
Wonder: the root of our continued existence
to be found
What every Sunday drive should be …
Granddaughter announces by mug mail 🙂
in the patch
S H E R I
to a tree that holds my grief
Of the Columbia River
Anymore
the mighty Columbia
for fields of plenty
and the argyle!