day 363 of 365

I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.

day 324 of 365

day 282 of 365

She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together
To gray.

day 273 of 365

Summer's ship has sailed.  So long, summer. Welcome, fall!  My favorite time of year.

day 257 of 365

I'm reflecting on opposites today over on Mortal Muses.  And also giving away a bit of the sea.  Stop by!

day 254 of 365

I know I am solid and sound,
To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.

--Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

day 252 of 365

day 239 of 365

I'm musing on black and white over on Mortal Muses today.  Stop by and say hello!

day 200 of 365

To celebrate day 200, I send you a postcard from Cape Cod. I'd love to hear from everyone who stops by today. Write your own postcard message and tell me where you're visiting from.

Happy day 200!

day 76 of 365

A stormy weekend -- lots of rain and high wind. A good day to stay indoors. But I went out anyway to see what the ocean was doing -- it was gray and turbulent.

Does this sign prohibit us completely from doing these things, or give us carte blanche?