I’m lost in hot, green, steamy woods. Messy leaf and pine needle tangles that bounce sun around. I don’t even know how I got here; which gaze pathway got me to which photo. I know I stood at some spot in the yard. But when I go back to search out exact views, I can’t always find them.
Everyone’s looking towards fall and Halloween. Not me. Summer is the only time of year the storms don’t usually spawn tornadoes. A few pack high winds and loads of lightning, though.
OK OK Bud, here you are, with your byline as Editor.
We’re getting close to completing our book project, but Bud cat still fumes every time I dash out because I see the exact glitter I’m looking for through the window. He who has the purest concentration and can lock his gaze on a bug or lizard or an Othercat paragraph, is sputtering, “Dang, girl! We feline editors take in six times the light as y’all humans do and we don’t get distracted every time that light brightens or flickers!”
Long and leafy forest views:
All of these pictures could use some tweaking in a photo editing program. I like the effects from that, but just can’t do it right now.
The pines are my favorites.
The curtain is falling.
We’ll see y’all later! Hopefully soon, with pictures of flowers and skies and birds from the summer that will leave us, eventually.