Wicked Walk 3/1/2016

March blew in, literally, 3 days ago.  Grabbing my camera in the late afternoon, I headed for the woods.  Which were quite windy. Here is what I saw. Spring flowers and clovers alongside hay from the Fall. Such a contrast of color! Choo-Choo Train Tracks. I never noticed this before but I’m guessing the plates…

The Still of the Fall

There is nothing as pleasant, No nothing at all, than to sit and be quiet in the still of the fall. To sit, to be quiet and maybe just draw, is what I like to do in the still of the fall. The words, they fall silent, as good words should be, taking their cue…

Wicked Walk 8/12/2015

It hasn’t rained in our part of the state since late June.  As far as I can see there are only 2 benefits to this fact.  Number one-the local water department is making a fortune off me and mine trying to keep trees alive.  Number two-the forest smells glorious.  The scent of dried pine and…

Wisteria

Yes. I know I should have posted this a month ago.  But it was either now or wait until next April.  Or I guess I could have waited until October and shocked your eyeballs with a blast of purple.  Then again the rapture may happen this summer and you would never see the glory that was…

Spring Evening

I love all the seasons but evenings in the spring are really something special. I jumped out at a stop sign on my way home from work to snap this little slice of tranquility. Have a great Sunday everyone!

Wicked Walk 2/4/2015

I slept until 8:00 today.  Well, I stayed in bed until 8:08.  It was glorious.  Until I realized my step-son had turned on the coffee pot at 5:30 and it went off at 7:30 which meant the coffee was cold when poured into my favorite mug.  I can’t stand cold coffee.  I gulped down a…

So long Summer……

 The last hay cutting sends a beloved message to my soul, a message that autumn is here with winter nipping at its heels.  Hailing in fallen leaves, crisp mornings and cool nights with scents of smouldering pine lingering in the air.  The fields, dotted with square and round treasures, are silent.  Leaning against a freshly…

Wicked Walk

Texas is getting pretty dusty which translates to I got pretty dusty Wednesday August 27th.  Since I can feel my shorts getting a wee bit snug I walked a little farther than normal.  And I even remembered to take a bottle of water along. Here is what I saw. I was more than pleased to…