This little guy was very busy in the gardens today collecting pollen. Covered from head to tail (do bees have tails?) with the pollen he had collected. Amazingly, he could still take flight with all that additional weight. Another great experience watching nature in the garden.
I didn't have to go far for a glimpse at this morning's promising dawn; It was just outside my door taken from the patio.
Beauty is often right in front of us; we need to slow down, open our eyes and our heart to the world in which we live and it will show itself. It was there all along...
I was visiting friends in Placerville CA recently and as is my norm, I had my camera at the ready while waiting for the sun to set. I watched in the pasture as the sky exploded with color and the setting sun silhouetted this awesome tree, stripped of its leaves, for the winter.
I never tire of the sky, evening dusk or morning dawn. There is a lovely comfort in the consistency of the movement of the planets through our system. When the moon is visible we are never left if the dark. And even with the fiery blaze of color gives way to the blackest of moonless skies, the stars are reminders that the sun will reappear in a few hours to begin the cycle all over again.
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Its true - I love lighthouses. I find them so romantic; a structure of strength and reliability and often beauty. I visited the Highland Lighthouse in Truro, MA a few weeks ago and think it is one of the loveliest of the many Cape Cod lighthouses. If you come visit, I will take you there....
