I'm starting to bore myself with these inane blog posts. How many times can I creatively unleash my complaints....and how many times can I include photos of the damn forest?
The temptation to write about topical subjects is extremely appealing, but it will inevitably anger some people and make enemies. Despite the fact that my personal opinions are usually right on target.
I will mention the infuriating inconvenience of Daylight Saving Time.
This biannual compulsory ritual of changing the clocks is one of the most worthless and unnecessary things ever devised.
For the past few years I have adamantly refused to change any of my clocks. I don't give a royal crap if it's Daylight Saving Time or Lilac Time.
I recently injured my right shoulder, which makes it extremely painful to move my arm and nearly impossible to type. I'm typing slowly with one finger.
This recent malady is in concert with my bad back, agonizing knee, and painful hip.
I'm falling apart twenty years sooner than my parents did.....and it's disconcerting, to say the least.
What's this about "Between the Rain?"
Well, we had a beautiful weekend - sandwiched between all the rain storms.
Mild, clear, lovely. With a tauntingly delicious hint of spring.
The full moon was gorgeous last night - drenching everything in an ethereal silvery glow.
At twilight the white-tail deer appeared near the back porch again, but I wasn't able to get a photo. I wish he'd show up in daylight, but his evening appearances are magical.
Today (Monday) is still mild, but overcast and very balmy, with a steady wind. When I close my eyes, the sound of the wind rushing through the forest reminds me of restless ocean waves.
More rain is expected tonight.
My forest photos are probably boring and annoyingly similar.
I never venture far to take photos. I simply step outside and photograph whatever is near the house.
These were all taken yesterday (Sunday).
The frosted glass in the front door.
Bosco jumped up on a nearby table and I snapped a pic of his profile.
The back yard forest in the unflattering glare of daylight
The first butterfly I've seen this season
The nearby mountain seen from the front yard. When the leaves appear on the trees it will be completely obscured.
In early evening the trees are aglow with light from the setting sun
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I always like to respond to your comments but I won't this time because of the pain in my shoulder and arm.
