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Sunny Days will be around the Corner…I’m guessing..

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But not today. Incoming dreariness! Dreary indeed. And incoming more FUNGI! But I find I see some interesting things on these dreary walkabouts. Unfortunately, it’s about the same things, so you’ve been warned. There were a lot more fungi I couldn’t get too, the rain had made some flooded spots, I definitely need rain boots!

I think this will be my last bit of redundancy! the redundant fungi, the redundant puddles, the cloudy skies..the wet death of winter. Because March will be here soon. Spring break! I plan to do a little camping and hopefully sunny days will be around the corner…I’m only guessing…the whole world is in a state of dreariness, it’s hard to believe in anything…

I’m not completely satisfied with my walkabout haul today. I was more distracted than anything, and I was trying to embrace the last bit of the winter into my lungs, looking more at the sky, but also searching inward that I couldn’t capture through the lens. Maybe just a state of ease, letting the air fill my lungs with hope, anticipation for the next weeks to come.

Change Taking Place

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After Valentine’s Day and the success of the paper hearts, I’ve not figured out my next grand mush gesture. Perhaps, flowers? Perhaps more weirdo birdos…I’m leaning on ostriches. I just feel like a total awkward ostrich. Ugh. Minus the height. I wanted to embody the beautiful and graceful crane, but I am not there yet. Changes are taking place, even as I write, the buds are starting to emerge. Luckily I have photos to prove the emergence of spring in all it’s colorful glory! As well as more fungi or course. Spring is on its way. Something tells me it’s going to be about the same. I don’t know. It’s hard to be hopeful for anything right now. And if there’s anything we can count on, it’s the seasons that come and go. The rise and fall of the setting sun. The constants in our life. I grasp onto that, and simultaneously grow and emerge along with nature. That’s a beautiful thought at least. Because I know I’ll still stay the same no matter what. Stay in my comfortable bubble. Change take place, within me. Let this weirdo birdo fly!

I just couldn’t resist a puddle, but I had to show you the green in the puddles, if you see!

Articulated Mess

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I wish I had a voice as beautiful as the birds, just to be that confident. They sing as loudly as possible, communicate as loudly and as articulately to their loves. Why is it so hard for me? And why do I look like a

CREEP…a CREEPY weirdo!!!! UGH. I’m living in mortification at something that I did because, let’s face it. I don’t know how to talk to people. At this age, it’s almost like I’m disabled in a way. A social misfit! A tangled up big ol’ articulated mess. I promise I am smart, an intelligent being of some kind…so what’s wrong with me?

People.

I’m more of an ostrich than a beautiful song bird, awkward and uncomfortable in every way possible. And there’s a slight chance I could charge after you, I am a bit intimidating…

And this is the same person who decided to make a bunch of origami hearts for everyone. I don’t think it’s possible to be that confident and that scared at the same time! If you’re wondering how the hearts went, it went really well. But this morning I came into work and they were gone. So someone decided that they were unnecessary. Oh well, that’s why I made two baskets!!! Onto the second basket….

Fungus Funday Sunday

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Fungus Fun Sunday, if you’d like to rename Superbowl Sunday that…I don’t know if it’ll take off, but we’ll see the way the world is right now, anything could happen!

Fungus was what caught my eye today on my camera Sunday stroll. This time I went out in the morning instead of evening, which I’m glad I did. I saw more song birds, not many birds of prey. And more Fungus I missed last time.

It definitely was a good day for fungus, birds too, and yeah the puddles…always the puddles. They were brighter I see.

January …UGH

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These photos pretty much sums up the continuation of last year’s obsessions with birds and puddles. Ugh, you’re stuck with it. Until I can move past and find more inspiration, I suppose I will continue to find something inspiring in these rather sulky January moments. I like regarding nature after a tumultuous storm, or days of rain and then that cloudy quiet when you can go back outside and regard the damp, sullen leaves, puddles, and the stark trees reflected in the pools. And of course my little kid comes out of me and I must dance in the puddles! But yeah, you’ve already heard this, and if you’ve seen one puddle you’ve seen them all, so I just want to share some more with you.

The only cool thing is I finally caught a barred owl in the trees! So I was super happy and went trudging through the mud trying to get a glimpse of him. He was enjoying a delicious meal of mouse.

He’s hard to see, but you can definitely feel the January in these photos. I can’t promise there won’t be any more puddles and birds, so just bear with. Maybe the next photos there will be plenty of sunshine and buds emerging from this sullen, sodden winter.

Last Puddles of 2024

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I would like to say I didn’t choose puddles, the puddles chose me. And their reflections that you see, normally I wouldn’t really notice much walking by, but for some reason in the evening they reflect the trees and the sky in a forlorn way. Almost like they are looking at me, through me. Saying goodbye, but for now. We’ll be back. I don’t know, but the ones this evening really do reflect a gloomy presence.

Goodbye 2024. I hope that 2025 is going to be good for everyone.

Puddles in Twilight

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Just my usual wanderings around with my camera! There were some very strong storms today that lasted a few hours, and around evening time the skies began to clear and I felt myself stirring. I was in my usual gloom and doom mood, so I got myself out on a walk which usually helps. And I saw a crane! (of course he was moving too fast for me to capture it) and I forgot, this is the crane life! I was supposed to embody the crane this year. Crane Power! Perhaps I did, but was expecting results, like something great to happen. But I guess in small bursts.  I think something did change though. But it’s usually the kinds of changes that one cannot describe. Maybe they are reflected in these puddles.

After the Rain, A Foggy Moon

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It was a rainy day Saturday, followed by the densest foggy night. And I felt a sense of foreboding, and also an awakening perhaps, the way fog always seems to be conveyed in books and films. And to witness the full moon under that fog was beautiful! It would wisp in and out of the fog!

But really, this is about Japanese Maples because come on…they’re brilliant at letting go their leaves, so majestically and beautifully. Tellement triste, pourtant tellement beau. Just as with all endings they be. The lettings be…

I’m so glad I captured them before they were to lay in their slumber until spring!

Fungi Fun! If you find Fungus Fun.

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Whoa, found this fun fungus on my wanderings! It was cloudy, so some blurry pictures.

It started raining so didn’t get to explore very many places on my wanderings yesterday.

But I danced with a butterfly, or rather, I watched it dance around these flowers. But I would have danced with it!

Oh, and I found a bee too!

It was a quick little venture, but of course it did not disappoint! The rain was therapeutic and much needed for the little plants and critters!