So the story goes

a stained glass window fell in love with an old oak tree.  The feeling was reciprocal.  

 

An oval table

 and a circular window share a great deal in common --a desire to share stories.  

Landscape is always layered

 and illumined by light -- or the lack of it.  

Do we need to have a name

for something in order to simply like it?  

 

Intention and focus are good traits.

 What is the object of the cats's rapture?   A charming petite finch in the yew tree.  

All stairs lead to....

 a vista, a landscape, a possibility of stories unfolding.  

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: