I'll Show You Mine/You Show Me Yours - M 2/11
Annie Deighnaugh
Yesterday's meditation: geese honking, ice on pond cracking, birds chirping and pecking on seeds, wings fluttering, and a slight breeze ringing the wind chimes and spinning the kinetic sculpture. A busy February morning!
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Inspiration for a warm welcome
Inspiration for dinner time under the stars
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four inches yesterday, 6 more tonight. sigh
Just a rock at our place in the mountains -
About 80 today where I live. The Sandhill Cranes are here all year.
A good day, to stay indoors
Agreed, I'm staying indoors.
Mural I saw last week on a bike ride
I wonder how it feels to sit at the very tip top of a big tree?
From my living room window, 10am
Yesterday was gray and snowy. Today is just gray. Big snow coming tomorrow.
Annie, you should write haiku.
Morning frosted grass
California winter chill
Delighting us all
I do, socks:
Meditation sounds...
Geese honking, pond ice cracking
The flutter of wings
Annie, will you write one for my birds in the tree?
A picture I took in Yosemite. The blurred spots are from the glass. I have it framed.
schoolhouse:
The dainty branches
Waver in the gentle breeze
Birds go for a ride