Temperature

One Word Sunday: temperature

Summer/winter

One Word Sunday: summer/winter

Because…

…I still think of Christmas as white. 🙂

Thanks for being part of my online flock. 🙂 Some of you might already be into Christmas Day when you read this, some are still enjoying Christmas Eve Day. But wherever you are in the world or your celebration, I pray that you have a merry, happy blessed Christmas (or holiday) and the same sort of 2022.

or

Darling, naturally I only wear fur!

Six Word Saturday 12.11.21

What a nut!

“Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?”
― Walt Whitman

Large and melodious thoughts beat being a nut descending on you, but I doubt this squirrel is interesting in jettisoning his treat. He seems to be enjoying his winter snack. Speaking of nuts, do you think PETA objects to him wearing a fur coat?

This is the white I miss.

for Six Word Saturday and Life in Colour: white

Wordless Wednesday…frosty yellow

for Life in Colour: yellow and FOTD

Lens-Artists Challenge #132 – Striped & Checked

Ann-Christine has set forth a challenge of stripes and/checks this week, so let’s go hunting. Or should I say let’s check it out? 🙂 Although we now live in Arizona, I’ve lived in the Midwest with four seasons all my life. So as odd as it seems to many people, I miss winter. So my stripes are from Illinois winters, while my checks are from downtown Chicago. Feel free to curl up with some hot chocolate or hot coffee or tea while viewing.

Snow with the remnants of irises.

From “my” park, a place I miss with a deep longing.

Our neighbors’ fence.

The big city. Not in winter.

Travel photo 6

Su from Zimmerbitch nominated me for this travel photo challenge. We’re not just traveling today, the two in the photo are as well. Today I nominate Drake at ledrakenoir to post ten travel photos, no explanation required. You may accept or decline. 🙂 If you accept, please link back to this post. Cheers.

Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #127: Precious Moments

Amy at The World Is A Book sets us the challenge of recalling precious memories in a year that might have lack any or many. She’s shared lots of lovely photos of happy, mask-less people, something which probably features large in any of our precious memories. I’m going much further back to share the precious memory of family.

Memories, precious to me, of “my” park in Illinois and winter, which I do miss.

Wonderful memories of a memorable trip to Yosemite.

A beautiful welcome to Arizona!

And for the furthest back memory, a selfie of sorts with “my” first horse/pony. The owner brought the pony to our house during his trip around the neighborhoods and my parents paid for my photo to be taken. Happy? Oh, yeah! Much better than the ice cream truck!