After the storm

The afternoon skies went from blue to dark gray as thunderstorms rolled through. And then, the blue came back...

Restful

Ah, such a restful weekend...

It was a quiet, around home kind of weekend, just what I needed. I wandered on my bike, and I took some time this afternoon to walk at Weir Hill. Luckily I crammed an umbrella into a side pocket of the day pack that is my camera's home away from home.

The sky was getting darker as I walked, and then crack! Thunder, more thunder... The wind started to kick up, and rain started flying. Time to turn back...

Disappearing color

How interesting. The flowers sharing the same bed with this pink and white soon-to-open bud are all white. And yet all of the buds are wearing a tinge of pink...

Edged in purple

A quiet day

It's been a crazy few weeks at the office, and a three-day weekend was the perfect ending. It was just what I needed, a visit with family followed by a quiet day at home, a day to relax, to ride, to walk.

And tomorrow? A day to start the next (work) project, to continue thinking about (planning) a late summer vacation, to dream of a quick escape to Acadia in a couple of weeks.

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I think the fortune I pulled after a dinner with friends last week fits quite well with how I am feeling right now...
After a big storm comes tranquility.

A fleeting visit

A holiday weekend, three days...

I try not to travel on the days that start or end a holiday weekend. It felt like a good time for a family visit; moving the edges of the weekend helped me to avoid holiday traffic. I headed out early Saturday morning, driving, heading west, and I headed home at the end of the afternoon yesterday. The traffic was flying, no slowdowns at all.

Yes, it was a fleeting visit, but it was a good one. Time spent talking, visiting, watching the birds and little creatures gathering outside, laughing at Bailey's antics. Oh, you haven't had the pleasure of meeting Bailey? He's the funny dachshund who runs my parents' household.

The gallery Mainly Bailey contains more photos of Bailey, and a few of his people too.

Clouds, haze

Another summer day in May

Two days with temperatures hitting close to 90 degrees... a quick and early glimpse of summer. A light wind kept me comfortable while I was cycling and entertained me by pushing water into light waves, lapping against the shoreline.

Believe it or not I didn't get my feet wet even though I was standing on a rock out in the water. If I had been walking by the ocean I suspect I would have had wet feet!

Imagination

A weathered piece of wood standing in a pond, ripples of water covered with specks of pollen...

Look closely. What do you really see? I see a small animal, ears perked up, looking to the land, wondering who is looking back.

Painted petal