Outside my window morning glories climb and bloom faces to the sun.
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Fog on a Sunny Day
Weather in the mountains is ever changing. In the midst of a sunny day the fog rolled in, hiding the nearby peaks. One of my favorite poems by Carl Sandburg: Fog The fog comes in on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Magical skies
Eyes flicker open Will the morning colors be putting on a show? All day I glance skyward at the wisps at the billowing puffs at the myriad of shapes always putting on a show. Setting my imagination free. And then, evening colors. Will they bring another dazzling display?
Brainard Lake at Sunset
As the weekend winds down, those of us who want to squeeze the last drops of fun from it enjoy the sunset as we look for moose. Tonight there were none, but the magnificent sky, wildflowers, and a lone duck in the lake were enough.
When the sky is a painting
Clouds scattered above reminiscent of Magritte art show in the sky
Morning Glory
Morning glory Glorious morning!
Butterfly and Puppy
Resting on the trail enjoying the warmth of sun puppy causes flight.
Flowers make me happy
Cactus flower while hiking Chautauqua in Boulder Aster near James Creek White wildflowers Snapdragons in the garden
Morning views
Flowers freshly picked hummingbirds dining, dancing and coffee to sip.
Even a sliver is magical
Waxing crescent moon following new moon you rise delicate beauty.
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