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"Spacious Skies"

Monday, August 29, 2011

St. Augustine Beach-Waves from Hurricane Irene

Hurricane Irene did not come ashore in Florida but the beaches definitely got her waves as she was moving up the coast line.  Saturday morning there were hundreds of surfers at the beach. 

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Banana Trees, Grapefruits and Humming Birds - Chuck's Oasis

Some folks know how to create a garden, an oasis in their yard.  Lemon tree in the front, Banana trees on the side, grapefruit trees in the back.  A natural greenhouse embraces the landscape. An oasis garden created by Chuck's green thumb.

Serenity at Night Fall - Matanzas River

Our friends Jessie and Chuck live on the Matanzas River.  This view is from their deck.   The scenes are so serene and blissful with the river glowing with light from the setting sun.  One would think this was a romantic getaway. 

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Seagull the Mistress of her Domain

It was a beautiful day at Washington Oaks State Beach.  A seagull stretch her wings flying over the ocean floor like a mistress inspecting her domain. 

Gathering of Clouds that No Man can Climb

I have a fascination with clouds.  No two are the same and they fill the sky with wondrous shapes and images.  Driving over the bridge to Marineland, clouds were gathering and building a tower to reach the heavenly host of which no man can climb except through the son.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Oakbluff Owls

We have a family of owls that we listen to every evening.  Surprisingly, they were out and about during the early evening visiting our neighbors front porch rails.

Ode to Barns Past of Bad Axe

Ode to Barns Past
Conceived in need, and built with pride,
by careful loving hands.
Mystique, with styles of purpose blend,
from your ancestral lands.
Your mow and stall made food for all,
with plenty left to sell.
You’ve sheltered countless herds and flocks,
and served your masters well... (by R.Talada)

Friday, August 12, 2011

Jack's Flowers Bad Axe, Michigan

 "I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one."
By Edna St. Vincent Millay

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

A Crow and an Old Barn - Why is he staring at me?

One crow came, sat on yonder barm
Looked straight down and cawed at me
“What is it? What message?” I implored
He looked silently, but spoke no more
I laughed, and thought, “I sound like Poe”
“Talking to a Crow”, I’ve got to go!

Jack's Old Barn at Night Fall - Bad Axe Michigan