Good morning. 🕊️🕊️🕊️ 4 January 2026 Yesterday I cleaned the family room, and it’s clear I need to do that more often. Charlie, being a border collie, sheds enough to knit a second dog. Besties are worth it, though. I once read that happiness is being covered in dog hair, and I’m starting to believe it. While cleaning, I finally got around to removing Ben’s bed. He passed more than six months ago, and the bed just sat there, waiting for me to be ready. We gifted it to the neighbors across the street—they have two small dogs who will put it to good use. It’s a pricey bed, with a foam‑core mattress and a tough, washable cover. Charlie has the same model, just in a different color. I slid his bed into Ben’s old spot of sixteen years, tucked under the old sofa table. Charlie is top dog now. I’d probably have more to write about if I left the house once in a while. My car hasn’t left the garage in over three weeks. The last time I drove was to buy several cases of water from the supermarket. I say “the supermarket” because there’s only one—unless you count Walmart, which I refer to as “the mall.” I’m not a prepper in the strictest sense, but I keep a few cases of bottled water in the garage for those times when a storm blows through and the taps go dry. It happens around here more often than I’d like, and if you wait for the news to warn you, it’s already too late. I also keep a few five‑gallon cans filled—not for drinking, but for the practical things, like making sure the toilets can still be used. Body functions don’t stop just because the water does. Well, that’s enough rambling for now. “Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift.” — Mary Oliver “Before you get a dog, you can’t quite imagine what living with one might be like; afterward, you can’t imagine living any other way.” — Caroline Knapp #photo #photography #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #doves #MourningDoves #dogs #water image
Winter Forest in Black and White This black-and-white photograph captures a stand of bare trees in a forest. Taken a few years ago, the image holds an artistic quality that is accentuated by the monochrome palette. image
Wings Over Water “I happened to catch this pine siskin (Spinus pinus) mid-flight over the bird bath. Step into a world where even the smallest moments—like the glint in a bird's eye—tell their own story. #photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #PineSiskin image
Hovering Jewel This little male Ruby-throated Hummingbird (Archilochus colubris) stopped by during the summer—just a flash of color and motion in the warm air. image
Cool Silence I saw this Great Egret (Ardea alba) near a lake in Texas. It wasn’t doing anything in particular—just hanging out, grooving in the afternoon sunshine. Well, it might have been morning; I don’t really remember. Explore a curated collection of heron and egret images in my photo gallery. Take a look! #photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography#heron #egret #GreatEgret image
Good morning. 🌉☁️☕ 2 January 2026 I'm still sipping on my first cup of coffee—now lukewarm—because when I'm working, I tend to focus and ignore the cup except for those brief pauses when I remember to pick it up. While typing this, I wondered why it's called lukewarm and who Luke was. As you might guess, I took the time to look it up. Luke isn’t a name at all… hmm… well it is, but not in this context. Here, luke is an archaic Old English word meaning tepid. And before you think someone named Luke is essentially named “tepid,” that’s not right either. The name Luke comes from the Latin Lucas or Lucius, meaning light or illumination. So there you have it—a bit of not‑so‑useful information I stumbled across while writing. I finished a novel by David Baldacci, Strangers in Time, last night. It was well written and interesting, but not his usual cup of tea. Most of his books that I’ve read are mystery‑thrillers. This one was different—and honestly, I think written better. I have to admit that halfway through, I was still waiting for a time traveler to reveal himself. You really can’t judge a book by its cover or its title. No sci‑fi here; instead, it’s a riveting drama about three people—a man, a girl, and a boy—thrown together in the chaos, devastation, and loss of the London Blitz during World War II. Next on my reading list is The Widow by John Grisham, which is likely a legal drama. After that, I’m not sure. I’m thinking about finding something by Carl Hiaasen that I haven’t read—he is hilarious. I need to wrap this up and head out for a walk with Charlie. Cheers. “To know the origin of words is to know the history of civilization.” — Samuel Johnson “We shall draw from the heart of suffering itself the means of inspiration and survival.” — Winston Churchill “An early‑morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.” — Henry David Thoreau #photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #morning #landscape #bridge #words #book #coffee image