
the weeding IR # 2

downriver through the looking glass

at lastttt......

on beyond the deck is autumn

autumn outside through the bedroom window

in the bedroom...

in darkness...the rose

in the dark we can find stars...everywhere

solstice...

the land that time forgot...

spider

california mushing dog...

roses new & old

wandering through a field of maidenhair ferns....

around the corner, through the plants, up in the sky...

the daisies of late summer...

the Ring

watching life...room with a view

there is magic down through the rabbit hole...

each one is an angel

the river runs....

small pleasures...

after midnight

red almost autumn sun

she flies

Gingerbread Mansion

mice can fly...

just a small observation

i looked around and thought....

room with a view...

in between...

dog...

fleeting...

winter through the gate...

the view from the weeder...

the two little goats...

where does it hurt

the view

the Guardian

a little bit of spring...

lady madonna

the light

snow on the mountain, and dogs...

a small ode to the schub...

stuffed....

it's a jungle out there...

in the field the wild plums grow

she rose above the grasses

the grasses at the end...

in the pasture next to ours...