Dark Night, Wet Tent...

Good times. Thoroughly worth a tent-night of rainstorms to be able to walk down to an empty beach at sunrise. Except that I did lie awake worrying about hurricanes…. A camping experience almost as scary as being nearly alone on the French River in Ontario… or maybe the Manistee River in Michigan … or that dark night on the Okefenokee Swamp, when my knees were so badly sunburned from canoeing all day that I couldn’t quite straighten my legs...
But I hope to remember that the best things in life aren’t free - They’re scary…and a little painful. ;~`)

 

Cumberland Island, Georgia

something about salt marshes...

Little Talbot Island State Park
northeast Florida

surface tension

fool moon

Our moon is all about reflection and shadows, isn‘t it?  The moon is always out there somewhere, always full.  We just have to wait for it, turn toward it and let some light bounce back.

(Photo taken on April 1, 2007.  Tonight’s moon is too bright and too cold! : )

Sunday Serene Scene

Rachel Carson National Wildlife Refuge, Maine 
(tidal river and salt marsh, I believe)

I’m sad to say the photo above is aged twelve years, back to the final of many summers I traveled with family to New England.
And I miss that camera - my first and only 35mm film camera (Not that I don’t enjoy digital… Maybe it’s just the default auto-exposure settings that I long for ; )   Click here for Refuge info.

cardinal rule(s)

Finish what you start.

Bright coloring doesn’t always mean it will taste bad.


Being flashy and getting noticed may not produce
desired results.

(I wish the hawk would catch House Sparrows instead!)

moon over marysville

Farmland was not my intended destination. I was on return trip from a failed attempt to find Big Darby Headwaters Nature Preserve, where no one should head without written directions. (I did find the Big Darby and a covered bridge.) But I still encountered nature in abundance, even around a farm pond. Remnants of refuge between mowed acres.

As anyone who appreciates the outdoors knows, you can always find life. Just have to remember to look for it. Preferably during daylight, or pack a flashlight…

Success?

"To laugh often and much;  To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded."

--- inaccurately attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson, this actually originates with "What is Success?” by Bessie Anderson Stanley

Good day for the Snipples

I mean sniffles. I have a code, but that’s okay. Time to enjoy some forgotten friends like spiced cider, and citrus. Sunshine without guilt. And remembering that it feels really good just to breathe.

captive

If she could make the informed decision, would she choose freedom  or safety? 

What do you choose, in reality?

My daily wry

Shrews are sacred insect-eaters.  Let them lie where they fall.  Someone will take them, eventually.

Cats are not allowed on the property

 . . . outside of the house.

I used to have a fish.