Welcome back, Cee. I hope your break and class were wonderful. Here’s my submission for Week 31, seen in Rocheport, Missouri earlier this summer.


To anticipate, not the sunrise and dawn merely, but, if possible. Nature herself!  How many mornings, summer and winter, before any neighbor was stirring about his business, have I been about mine!  No doubt, many of my townsmen have met me returning from this enterprise, farmers starting for Boston in the twilight or woodchoppers going to their work.  it is true, I never assisted the sun materially in his rising, but, doubt not, it was of the last importance only to be present at it.
~Henry David Thoreau


It’s admittedly easier to be, like Thoreau, present at the sunrise, during the spring and fall (or even winter), when sunrise doesn’t arrive at 5 am or thereabouts.  But whenever possible, or at least once every so often if you’re not a morning person, it’s worth the effort to be somewhere you can see the sun rise in peaceful solitude.  True, the sunrise does not need you to occur, but I believe each of us needs it.

Inspiration“, this week’s theme for WordPress’ Photo Challenge, overwhelms me.  There are so many people, places, and things that inspire me that it’s almost impossible to choose.  But after half an hour or more of contemplation, I’ve decided to highlight the inspiration I get from the intricacy and beauty of the macro…

photo(402)as well as from the possibilities of the infinite…


In the rural areas of at least some of the US, giving someone the finger is quite different from what we normally think of when hearing that phrase.  While Bill and Chris were biking the Katy Trail in Missouri, I spend some of my time on the winding, unexpectedly hilly roads of the verdant country.  There, as in rural Nebraska where my grandparents had their farm, or along country roads in South Dakota, Wyoming, and other states, when you meet another driver, you simply raise the index finger of the hand at the top of the steering wheel in hello/acknowledgment of another person alive and well and driving in the country.

This casual greeting brings back good memories for me and a feeling of kinship with the person or people in the other vehicle.  So go ahead.  When appropriate, give ’em the finger.  Just be sure it’s the correct one.


Image  —  Posted: July 29, 2015 in Wordless Wednesday
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I’m a bit late to this party, but Ailsa’s travel theme this week is “Grasses“, I wanted to participate after seeing some of the beautiful entries. Here’s my entry from the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming.


When we moved into our rental house, one of our daughters said it had no soul.  Although it was clean and new, I understood what she meant.  Too many buildings these days seem to have no soul.  The house we owned in Cleveland not only was well-built, but was filled with little details that showed the care the builder took.  It lit our eyes when we first saw it, huge windows letting the sunshine in to illuminate hardwood floors.

This shot from downtown Cleveland shows the soul of a building.  Does your house have soul?  If so, what makes it that way in your eyes?  What buildings have shaped you?  If you comment, feel free to leave a link to a photo of a building that you love and that has shaped you or simply a building you find beautiful that has soul.

A real building is one on which the eye can light and stay lit.
~Ezra Pound

IMG_3159We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us.
~Winston Churchill