These photos were taken while I was walking home from work on my dinner break (4-5 p.m.).
What made this hole in the middle of the walking path? And is the creature in there now? The hole is 3 to 4 inches in diameter. I’m not sure how deep. I wasn’t about to stick my hand in, or even put my face too close.
Could it have anything to do with this mound of dirt a little farther along? The photo doesn’t do justice to the height of the mound.
Last mystery — a single shoe. I’m always baffled when I see a single shoe lying abandoned.
Oh, hi there!
Guess what I saw on my walk home from work yesterday!
After weeks of rain, rain and more rain, we finally had enough dry days in a row that I could take the creek-side path for my pedestrian commute. The air was full of these vivid little dragonflies. One was kind enough to land and pose for me.
Peonies raise their many tight fists toward the sky. Within a week, the blooms will burst open.
A fun guy has found a place to hang out.
At first glance, I thought this was a huge toad.
A maple tree really wants to propagate, but this doesn’t look like fertile ground to me.
Nothing lasts forever. This is all that’s left of a trusty old tree that provided me a shady respite on my walk to work for the past several years.
My size 8 1/2 (Women’s American) foot for scale.
I have no idea how many rings are there. Many – let’s leave it at that. I’m sure the tree was older than some of the surrounding houses. Goodbye old friend.
Yesterday, the day before Easter, I took a more urban walk than usual, going through downtown to a day-long event. So no flowers in this post. Usual caveats apply — this is only to share my observations and experiences. I know my photos are as amateur as it gets.
I really want to spend a day sitting inside that tower looking out a window.
I had a feeling I would see this sign.
Is the signal getting through?
A religious scooter.
I prefer spring blankets to winter ones.
We had a long, long, long, hard, hard, hard winter here. What walks I took were utilitarian and accomplished as quickly as possible, with no taking off of gloves to snap photos.
But spring has arrived at long last. I see color popping here and there, new blossoms, life re-emerging.
We hunkered down, endured through the gray and cold. Then one day, there were flowers.