Scenes from a morning's walk.
No blue heron nor any muskrats. Have they all moved on to wetter pastures?
The duck appeared to be a teenager.
I noticed this in a neighbor's backyard for the first time.
The sky was grey and cloudy for the first half of my walk but a smile came over my face when I saw the distant sister sun appear. I quickly grimmaced as I was bitten by yet another mosquito.
Acorns!
August means Apfeln!
I don't know what this means but I like it.
Upon arriving at home, I found the neighbor's cat prowling around.
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