Another Dragonfly

 

“There's a promise between
beginnings and end.
And, there's a hope between
end and beginnings..!!"

O' Autumn, you'll never stop,
singing your sanguine songs.”

 
― Monika Ajay Kaul 

 

Summer's dragonfly, meets autumn's beginning. So beautiful, and so emotional. I like the transitions of the seasons. How two moods share one space. Sometimes I can find lovely autumn leaves as late as March. Winter's sorrow blends with the earthly giggle of spring. I don't care much for spring and summer, but I appreciate the wildflowers, and the return of the Mexican Free-tailed bat. Maybe I am obsessive about the turn of the seasons, I get that, but they affect my creative side in all the best ways, and gives me a respite from the stresses of the moment. It's magic.

 

 By the way, I have more dragonfly pics to come!

 

 

The Sounds Of Slience And White-faced Ibis

 

White-faced Ibis 

Yolo Wilderness Area. Davis, Ca

September 11th 2023

"In order to see birds, it is necessary to become a part of the silence."

 

~Robert Lynd

 

I love that quote, and it is true. It felt good to turn off the head noise, and become part of the silence. I heard new birds, and heard the voices of old friends, like the White-faced Ibis, and the buzz of little flying creatures. 

 

Happiness

 

 

I have To Admit I'm Getting Better Every Day And Autumn Leaf #20

 

"When autumn meets tranquility,

 there you can see the King of Sceneries!"

 

~Mehmet Murat ildan

 

It's just a fact, I am feeling like myself again. I have a lot of learning about my new camera, and autumn light, but one irrefutable fact is that I am getting healthier every day, and that makes the learning easier! I ate a sandwich today that had mayonnaise on it, and while I felt a bit queasy afterwards, I didn't get sick. That is REAL progress toward being finished with Long Covid. I'm crossing my fingers about things, but hey, it had to happen sometime, right? And yes, that is a Sandhill Crane, not a seabird, but Bodega Bay is still on this week's schedule, as is the Sierra. My faith in things needs a little work. Every day when I get up, I promise myself I will try a little harder, to remember who I once was, and move on with the best part of me focused on the future and whatever time I have left on earth, because there will never be enough time to watch, and appreciate, the beautiful things in my life.

 

Greater White-fronted Geese...

~Me