Why a cardinal? The red color of the male cardinals is mesmerizing, especially against a gray and dull winter backdrop, but at the same time I am sure the brilliant red also makes these birds an easy prey for larger birds. Unlike most birds, cardinals do not migrate, and they do not have a winter plumage to blend in with the dull colors. They survive these long dull winters against the odds, don’t you think? 🙂
My entry for this week’s photo challenge : Against the odds
Strangers in solitude, but not strangers to solitude. @ Nauset Beach, Orleans, MA
I was at the beach early morning, all by myself, clicking pictures. She was at the beach early morning, all by herself, collecting rocks. We were in our own ways enjoying solitude, or at least I would like to think so.
My entry for the weekly photo challenge: Solitude
Pen stand from toilet paper and kitchen paper towel tubes 🙂 I used the bottom of an old CD case as the base.
My entry to this week’s photo challenge : repurpose
The first picture that comes to mind when I hear “relax” is lying down on a sandy beach, a warm day, sky – the perfect shade of blue, soft floating clouds and the soothing sound of breaking waves. 🙂
But then somedays, a patio with enough light to read and enough shade to slip into an afternoon nap, warm sun on the back and cool water on the side, a pillow to rest on and a book to read on .. is more than enough to “relax” 🙂
My entry for the weekly photo challenge: Relax
The tide was low, and it was dawn and while the pompous sun prepared for a grand opening of the day with chirping birds and blooming flowers, lighting up the sky, dotted with staggered arrays of orange tinted clouds, the embarrassed moon with its borrowed light descended gradually to conclude the night, almost unnoticed, disappearing silently into the horizon. And while I have always waited for the sun rise, this one time I chose to keep the moon company as it set, and I am glad I did.
Moon set at low tide, Cape Cod Bay, MA.
My entry for the weekly photo challenge : Half-Light
In response to the weekly photo challenge : time
I came across this tree trunk in the coast redwood forest, Muir Woods in San Francisco, CA.
I am not sure how many rings this big guy has, but it is estimated that some trees in this forest are several hundred years old. Each ring is a reminder of the years that this tree has witnessed probably the times before Columbus set foot in America and then the gold rush, and probably the world wars….if only trees could speak we could all learn history from an observer’s perspective….and have a more accurate account of “TIME”.
U & I are always together, at least on my keyboard 🙂
In response to the weekly photo challenge : Alphabet