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Freedom and Flight
He knew with practiced ease that he was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all. Richard Bach – Jonathan Livingston Seagull
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The Week In Seven Photos
There are days I would prefer to not turn on the news, but my curiosity about the state of the world usually wins and I regularly watch CBS This Morning, Charlie Rose and PBS NewsHour. I love the opening segment, Your World In 90 Seconds, on CBS This Morning and thought I would try The…
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Wing Modeling On The Waterway
Until you spread your wings, you will have no idea how far you can fly! unknown
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Happy For The Visit
We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life. All that we need to make us happy is something to be enthusiastic about. Albert Einstein
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Musings While Kayaking On A Windy Day
When I headed out with my camera in the kayak the winds were relatively calm. Within ten minutes it changed very quickly and I found myself paddling against the wind and through the waves. Thankfully I had left Gabby at home and brought along a towel to protect the camera from the waves crashing over…
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Singing Away
When we first arrived at the lake we were able to watch the sandhill cranes for a little while before a singing duo made it very clear with their loud, trumpeting sound that an expectant crane was in the vicinity. I was hoping the duo were singing tunes about life to the little chicks who had yet…
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Seen From The Trail
The weekend greeted us with blue skies and a new trail to explore. The winding four mile trail led us through woods slowly awakening from the winter slumber and animals taking a peek at their visitors. One section of the trail offered a wonderful view of a lake and a chance to watch the sandhill…
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Sweet and Feisty
Gabby has her sweet side, but quite often lately the feisty side has been on display. Whenever she thinks I’m going outside to photograph something other than her or she believes I’m working on a project too long, she makes her displeasure very clear by marching upstairs to bed by herself. Even though she is in…
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Breathing In The Spring Air
He stood breathing, and the more he breathed the land in, the more he was filled up with all the details of the land. He was not empty. There was more than enough here to fill him. There would always be more than enough. Ray Bradbury – Fahrenheit 451
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CIMPLE - A Curious Introvert's Musings & Photos about Life and Enjoyment 