Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its fifth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

May 10, 2016

CHICKENS

 ... sarah and gordy are raising chickens ...

... fresh eggs, that's the plan ...

... it seems, however, that winston's thoughts are of neither omelettes nor scrambled eggs ...

... while, rufus, it seems, just wants to play ...

... cheep-cheep-cheep ...