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Always look up. If you don’t, you may be missing out! πŸ™‚ Advertisements

Not one but two!

Travelling down the weekend road trip road… day dreaming and cat napping intermittently… not one but two old beetle cars grabbed my attention. Felt like a special moment, a rarity. Was I supposed to make a wish?

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow… again?

So, for the past few weeks, my posts have been about springtime and good weather πŸ™‚ And now, we’re having a snowstorm….. sigh. So, since we’re back at what feels like square one, I’ve decided to share a photo taken during a recent sugar shack outing πŸ™‚ Here’s hoping it’s my last post for the…

Crisp cold air

It seems to me that the crispness of cold air translates visually, if that makes any sense. It’s like things, especially on a cold sunny winter day, looks sharp, super clear, so much more vibrant. It’s just not all that comfortable to hang out in…..

Number twelve

The number of hours on a clock, months in a year, days of Christmas? Twelve is described as a “highly superior composite number” and the largest quantity that can be spoken in the English language in one syllable. It is usually the number of jurors on a jury. A source stated that 12 is a…

Just when you don’t expect it…

Sometimes on the greyest winter day… when the snow has become slushy and brown, as you travel along the highway, you catch a glimpse of something beautiful. I love it when that happens πŸ™‚

A little bit of everything….

Leaves and moss with a good helping of ice and a dusting of snow…. crazy weather for winter but sure makes for an abundance of prettiness πŸ™‚

Saddle up!

Grab yourself a partner (even if it’s a chicken in a side car), saddle up and ride into a great new year with joy and confidence! How do you want to make your entrance, how will you go through this new year? Many different people have many different rituals…. jumping off a chair into the…

On the fence…

It always makes an impression on me when I find shoes in a public place, with no sign of their owner. What does it mean? I once heard that shoes or slippers left by a tree was a marker of a sacred place (if I remember correctly), but what about all other public places? Does…

The winds of change

I love wind, however loopy that may sound… I love to feel wind, especially when it’s hot or warm, to smell wind, especially from the forest or the sea. I love to see wind when it pushes against things gently and I love to see what the wind picks up and brings about…

Smoke and mirrors or clouds and glass?

Large reflections play with our notions of physical space, kinda like magic does… things are no longer where you’d expect them to be. The effect can be surprising, poetic or strange πŸ™‚