You Have to Be Careful
You have to be careful telling things.
Some ears are tunnels.
Your words will go in and get lost in the dark.
Some ears are flat pans like the miners used
...
... hanging eight,
he's speedier than the dickens.
Cowabunga!
Mission accomplished.
This might also be called, chickadee-as-Ferrari.
Fooling around with mirror images ~
must be all the gray days making me positively loopy,
playing tricks with...
My thought was to compose a lovely, ethereal tree photo for a Christmas post ...
The roast was cooking, the dogs were fed, a bottle of red
opened, poured and emptying being enjoyed. And then came some spare minutes to play with photos.
This...
... the day is so short on the winter solstice,
it fits between my paws.
~ December views ~
For those who care about the techie mumbo-jumbo:
original photo
(of one very wet Quinn, confined in the mudroom & quite anxious to...
Can't let a little bit of weather stop the training, so we
move inside for the winter ...
gotta keep your paws warm when you're workin' on the fancy turns.
Never know when you might need some of 'em ...
like in February,
when we might be competing...
It is cold.
Dark early.
Searching for light becomes exceedingly important, but it can also lead
to looking hard ...
intently ...
at things I might not otherwise make time for.
Slowing down.
Opening my eyes.
Time again for...
When our merry band of natural dyers decided (wholeheartedly) to gather one last time
before winter sets in and puts the big kabosch on outdoor *cooking,*
it seemed only fitting that this enthusiastic group of
dyehards
should celebrate their past...
Some scribblings & assorted notes ... from a beadworker, picture taker, natural dyer, stitcher of stories and garden maker ... happily unleashed with my soul-mutt dawg, wandering the Pacific Northwest of America and venturing down all sorts of paths of inspiration.