“Yo mama! What kind of lens is THAT?!” asked Dylan. Bagheera sniffed, “couldn’t much care. I am on the porch basking in the sun. Let her do what she wants…”
“Yo mama! What kind of lens is THAT?!” asked Dylan. Bagheera sniffed, “couldn’t much care. I am on the porch basking in the sun. Let her do what she wants…”
Growing and harvesting a bounty of blessings in my potager.
Great Blue Herons: A study in patience and grace
MAKING A DIFFERENCE, ONE STEP AT A TIME
Culture is downstream from technology.
Tales of whimsy, humor and courgettes
how to get rid of the excess thoughts
"Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the soul" -John Muir
age is just a (biggish) number
At home in my corner of the world
I guess Dylan found his way back into the spotlight! lol
Always!!
We cats are an enigma – a curious mixture of curiosity and indifference.
Preserve the mystery boys!
Hmmmm