It’s amazing what you can sometimes see through the kitchen window. Today I was drawn to this.
The sheep from above has morphed. Now I see the pie-man, as in Simple Simon met the pie-man, going to the fair….
and I don’t remember the rest of it…
A girl rock star singing with arm extended/Olympic diver preparing back flip/man turning to wave goodbye. Interesting that I was talking about contrails yesterday. They are returning, slowly.
What has happened to the aviation industry is devastating. Without even attempting to look up statistics, I picture row after row of permanently grounded 747’s….the thought can lead in many unhappy directions. I’ll leave it at that.
Instead here is a different sort of bird.
He was clinging to the hummingbird feeder, waiting his turn for seed.
Grant brought me a present just now:
Birds are so pretty and so perfect.
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Sleep escaping me once more, last night, I decided to go outside and look at the sky and I got some curious pictures of the moon. They aren’t right, but I sort of like them:
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I ought to get to know my camera better, but every time I try, I become overwhelmed by all the functions and settings.
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It seems my head is really in the clouds these days:
