I am drawn to the combination of blue and green

So above.  So below.  And every layer in-between. Remember, this is someone's story we are watching coalesce.

Kissing your reflection

No, this isn't the Greek myth of Narcissus.  Simply, the  resident egret who loves the creek on the third and fifth holes poised for a meal.  Always wise to be elegant while dining.  Not a bit of hubris.  
 

Have you ever pondered

the difference between dried and desiccated?  Take your answer and apply to humans.  Then, jump off a precipe and apply your answer to time.  Perfect musings for a Saturday, don't you think? 

 

Three questions for a morning waiting for daybreak

 Where are we?  How did we get here?  Are we home?  

Neither a seaworthy vessel

 nor a road-worthy vessel.  But there is a history waiting to be written.  What treasures you find in small downtowns if you be on foot.   Thanks, Benicia.  

If a dahlia wore red earrings...

 So the novel begins and it wasn't even a stormy night.  

The wonders of paint

Never, never have I thought a seahorse would thrive on a wooden bench in an ocean-side cafe.  Well, the wonders of paint.  The gift of seeing.  Yes, she's the only seahorse in the cafe.  I checked!