Meghan is always an adventure.
I didn’t walk far, but I was out for a long time, and today I’m paying the price. But the payoff was worth the price of admission.
I haven’t gotten out much lately to go birding, but I carried the camera on a short walk yesterday.
I’m ridiculously excited about this award.
This goose is walking around with some sort of dart in her shoulder.
I don’t talk about it much, but I’m disabled. I used to do lots of things I can no longer do, and among those things is swimming. Because of my neck injury, I can’t swing my arms over my head. I can hang out in a pool or at the beach, sure, but actual swimming is not possible anymore, so when Beverly suggested snorkeling, I was hesitant.
It wasn’t until I had the shot on the laptop that it dawned on me what it was.
When I hear “Bird of Paradise”, I think of the wonderful species in the BBC video embedded below.
I was reminded of some carvings I made for one of my son’s dances in middle school.
There’s a moral in this for you.
Bunny tracks resembling a bunny made by a bunny. Maybe this should be called Recursive Art, or something.
I love how the red truck makes the rest of the scene seem black and white.
If, however, I had to choose one shot to represent a theme for the year, perhaps even the whole series of creek shots, I think it might be this one.
Though I’d have liked to have gotten a little closer, it’s probably for the best that I didn’t.
I’d been meaning to sneak up to the penthouse floor of this building for a sunrise shot for a few weeks.
Just a pretty picture of a foggy fall morning in Indiana.
I wanted to save this one for near the end of the 2017 series.
Sometimes you just have to lay naked by the creek and get some sun, y’know?
I was considering opening up comments on the blog.
I mentioned the cute, likable, laughing pixie part, didn’t I?