A moment to reflect

 A trio of birds' perspective on landscape.  

Occasionally, it's a door

 that stops you in your tracks and you don't know if you are coming or going.  Please linger to see those two quail.  

Totem in unlikely places

The grey blue heron finds me while she is in flight; while she in the pavement; while she is on my golf ball marker.  

I have been and continue to be

a light watcher.   The mysterious wonder of light watching.  

Let me never be far from a crow

 or their murder.  Never.  Never.  

What if we all kept our noses to the slow

Curious Fritz encounters a snail on the other side of the glass.  To give the snail its full due:

 

There are landscapes in our dreams

 only our eyes and sometimes our hands traverse.  This is one of them.