Hello Moon! I did an attempt at taking photos with my camera (a Nikon 3200) so it’s not like the new cameras out there that can take amazing night photography. But I think these have the eeriness of an October moon which you can’t get from precision baby! Okay! And I hope you got a chance to see the harvest moon. It’s always the best full moon of the year.
Oh, not this again!
The audacity! The ridiculousness! And it’s migration season so it isn’t that far fetched…
a bird takes a quick break to lather in your coffee before it heads down south for the winter…
“Don’t mind if I do!”
I do love this season, the preparation for winter that every animal makes, especially birds, but also the monarch butterfly makes it’s yearly journey too. And I’m on a journey, we’re all on a journey of some sort. On this great hunk of rock. Even though some days I feel my journey is spiralling me into a panic attack. aAAAh!
Better lather in your coffee too and watch the birds!!!
More mush mugs! but it’s usually that way around here isn’t?
I can’t seem to find the inspiration to doodle much, but I come back to the silly ol’ mush mug because I’m trying not to lose my faith in humanity. It’s time to step away from social media, the news, the doom scrolling…
I bet next week I’ll be back to birds in my coffee … something to keep my head above the watery dismay of life …
Only this one is in pencil
(Oh, I need some new inspiration)
Still just as cute and inviting as any mug ‘o tea or joe.
The crescent moon, smiling, winking (and Regulus a tiny spec, or freckle).
This was yesterday morning on the 19th.
I saw it, did you see it? It was better in person, this simpleton doodle doesn’t do it justice. It was magical, it was just the torch of joy I needed.
You read that right. Torch!
It did torch my soul! Not touch, torch. It set it a blazing!!
Stars are brilliant fire balls so it makes sense. And we’re made of star stuff.
More Mush Mugs
Because it’s better than literally ANYTHING that’s going on in the world right now.
And I’m having some chai tea as we speak. Good day!
Pull up a cozy cup o’ mush
I do love a good cup of chai tea in the fall season. I feel like a chai tea would wear a scarf, it’s a delightful snuggly drink.
Although it’s no where near scarf weather here in Texas, every day is a chance to have a cozy cup o’ mush. A chance to create a small cup of joy, fill ‘er up, please!
Cheers! To cheer, now go create your own cup o’ mush!
Oh, the joys of repetition. And smiley, happy coffee!
The song Shiny Happy People by R.E.M pops into my head.
I hope your coffee sings to you this morning/night as it may be!
Look into your coffee mug before you take a sip this morning, or evening, and make sure you don’t miss a smile! It may be a delusion but it helps to be a little imaginative in a dark, dismal world.
Some might say you’re crazy, but they’re just sad they can’t see a friendly little coffee mug smile! Those people need it the most though…
Come on, whimsy your way into the work week.
I dare ya!
More photos of spider webs and the late sun touching the sides of trees …I just haven’t uploaded them yet, lazy I tell ya!
Actually, just preparing for back to school, crazy how it’s that time of year already! Summer ends… I’m not even the same person I was at the beginning of Summer. It’s funny how you’ll do some growing in almost every season…but still there is always the heartbreak of every ending, to a beginning. And I long to step back at the beginning of Summer and just soak it all back up again… Ugh but I’m ready for football season, fall nights, the promise of new growth. In myself and in my kids…
And here is August’s playlist.
I went with Woodstock type songs since it will the anniversary of Woodstock in August. Late ’60s songs. Late summer nights. Then my son’s birthday (the Beatles Birthday), then it would be my mom and Dad’s 50th anniversary if my dad were still alive, so I added a special song that reminds me of them. But mostly hippy songs, that summer of freedom and revolution…I hope I captured a bit of that. I’m still adding stuff…
Just let your freak flag fly, listen to the good old days, and take the pictures. The thing that gets me out of my house on the loneliest of days is my fanny pack, my camera and hitting the trails. I don’t care, it makes me happy.
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