Grass fills the senses
Mud puddles dot the trail
Sun has popped her head out
From between dwindling clouds
There is a stirring
Pensive waiting
For the grand explosion
Of plenty
The big sleep
Is giving way.
Crow’s Delight

Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic
Photography Without Rules
if it’s just about the photography experience

Grass fills the senses
Mud puddles dot the trail
Sun has popped her head out
From between dwindling clouds
There is a stirring
Pensive waiting
For the grand explosion
Of plenty
The big sleep
Is giving way.

Yesterday,
Don’t even get me started.
But today,
Today will be different.
Void of circumstance.
Ignorant of age.
Trite criticisms,
Will fall
Without a sound.
Today,
Belongs to me
And a will,
To see what is beautiful.
And become
A part of that dimension.
Inspired by my WP readings. Thank you all.

Five o’clock is really four o’clock.
Here, let me wake you up during the most restful part of your sleep experience.
Like that do ya? Have fun gettin’ used to this again.
Drove to work this morning. Still not sure how I got here.
Am I even awake?
What I feel like on the “daylight savings” fiasco. Can we just stop this?

Bodie California – “Arrested Decay”

It can be a dark world just below the surface.
Big fish will eat little fish and become complacent.
Something the heron knows all too well.

Tough
Is the shell
Skin worn
But not destroyed
Sleep
Has been my pastime
While assaults of cold
Bitter winds
Remove molt
The days are longer
Something stirs
Exoskeleton eases
Something new
Something green
Rebirth
Forces itself
Screaming quietly
For the sun
There seems to be an abundance of weather related stories and blog posts today. So here’s mine! I do have to admit, our weather here is pretty dull compared to those in the north. This year has been seasonal for a nice change (in So Cal).