This morning’s light.
Barely visible…and only white.
Pointing and guiding….
September’s new beginnings.
Barn Dance
At first - I didn’t recognize it for what it is.
Has it been THAT long? I wondered.
And then…..of course.
It’s nothing other than a good ol’ fashioned barn dance.
Silent Sound
I’ve been obsessed with the sky.
How it remains a constant consistent presence….while ever-changing.
At the silent sound of these turkey vultures circling…
I looked up.
This morning’s sky.
Calling.