Things like, my squirrel friend here.
|I see you, Squirrel, in your tree, playing high up in the branches.|
I also caught this bird catching the early worm:
|Mmmm. Yummy gummy worm.|
These are two things I regularly see during my morning coffee on my back porch. I hope to capture the squirrel play time, the Hawk fly-overs and the occasional stray fox visit, as well.
I also hope to escape every weekend into the hills and trails with my camera.
If last summer was the summer of running and learning to explore, this summer is a continuation of that, with more writing, more photos and more trails.
Summer, the time when dreams seem to flourish, and winter is last night's rest, faded into memory by mid-day.