
leading me, proceeding me. you would think she was in charge……

leading me, proceeding me. you would think she was in charge……

while i sleep, in the middle of the night. it’s anyone’s guess what what they are talking about…….

the bandit returns….



planting, weeding…..gardening season….

…. sinking silently, easing away…until tomorrow, another day….

…Ezra examining, foraging around….looking for reasons, why is this tree is down…..she’s flummoxed and perplexed, wondering what will happen next…

blue skies…..leafless trees…grass so green….peaceful, restful…..natures scene….

my helper and I….putting away summer….saying goodbye….winters fast approaching….time to prepare….yard is empty….to Ezra’s despair…..

last night the wind whispered….I went outside to look….Moon smiling down at me…picture that I took…..
Sun hidden away, clouds distant, gray. Harsh winds blowing. Nipping my nose, freezing my toes. Winter in the air, signs everywhere. Seasons change, like life. Stay prepared, avoid strife. It’s up to me, it’s my choice. Weather beaten, down and out. Or, joyous laughter, smile and shout….