Lainesblog Thinking Out Loud
Gleanings From Living Long
about
Category: St. Augustine
-
Easy on the eyes and pleasing to one's sense of symmetry and grace and order – the vanishing point turns a corner never to be seen or heard from again!
-
A lone surfer enjoys a long ride on a windy morning as the sun rises into a mackerel sky.
-
Do you ever want to just disappear? Blend into the background ? There is camouflage for almost every occasion! Of course, as children we might have learned very early on how to melt into the wallpaper – a defense mechanism, better left in the tool box, most days. …
-
Never too gnarly for these avian surfers, and always a joy to behold. More wind in St. Augustine with the Brown Pelicans making the best of it.
-
How do you catch a unique rabbit? You 'neak up on him. How do you catch a tame rabbit? Tame way.
-
Another wild windy day at the beach. Is it really ourselves we find in the sea? whatever we lose like a you or a me it's always ourselves we find in the sea. Perhaps, if we are paying attention, it is ourselves we find everywhere. A remembered shard of…
-
The different elements of this flower seem not to belong together. Yet one without the other might not be as beautiful, might in fact appear ordinary. It's good to have friends like that, who might not make you look better, necessarily, but who help you to feel better, and more importantly, to…
-
Little Blue Heron, patiently watching, waiting for this intruder to go away. Oh, nevermind, I'll leave. G'day! Says the Little Blue Heron.
-
In the eye of the beholder.
-
Through the window pane of the Hobbit House, where delicate vines climb and cling and sing all over the old abode. Safe inside. Safe outside too, thanks to a cat with special powers, who watches over me. As long as I feed her. On time. Daylight savings time too.…
Lainesblog Thinking Out Loud 