Monday, May 9, 2011
Magpie 65
He gazes at the birds
In his hand.
He wonders.
What has nature wrought?
He thinks.
This is all that life means.
Birds . . .
In the hand.
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Sunday, May 8, 2011
MOTHER'S DAY 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
THE LEADER OF THE PACK
I spotted this group of motorcycles this week and couldn't resist a photo.
Parked nearby all by itself was this lovely white Harley.
Of course, I couldn't be sure but the contrast to the bright colors of the other bikes could mean that this belonged to "The Leader of the Pack!"
Parked nearby all by itself was this lovely white Harley.
Of course, I couldn't be sure but the contrast to the bright colors of the other bikes could mean that this belonged to "The Leader of the Pack!"
Thursday, May 5, 2011
THE 3 STAGES OF ALERTNESS
Blackwell was taking a breather from his toils of the day, lying in the shade on the back patio, nearly asleep.
So you thought. But without changing his position, he was suddenly awake.
And then . . in a blink . . on alert.
What stirred him to this stage?
Need you even to have asked. Just look at that plump, prime target.
But the story ends well. The bird, dumb as it is, flew away to safety before Blackwell started his charge.
And another day slows to a conclusion.
So you thought. But without changing his position, he was suddenly awake.
And then . . in a blink . . on alert.
What stirred him to this stage?
Need you even to have asked. Just look at that plump, prime target.
But the story ends well. The bird, dumb as it is, flew away to safety before Blackwell started his charge.
And another day slows to a conclusion.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
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