Look at the contortions these branches have undertaken. I call this, “Sun Seeker.”
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Snapshot #89
Yes, this is a screenshot of the Fitbit leaderboard for this week. Please note two things:
1) I’m at the top
2) All my friends suffer from some weird facial disorder.
I call this one, “Nobody Likes a Braggart, but Who Cares?”
Seriously, I’ve only topped my Fitbit leaderboard one other time–back when I had no Fitbit friends. I suspect a couple of them will come roaring back this week, so I’m going to enjoy my status while I can.
Peace, people.
Snapshot #88
Lake Ella in Tallahassee, Florida, is one of my favorite places to walk. I call this one, taken on a warm winter day, “January Done Right.”
Snapshot #87
Technically this is a screenshot, but I wanted to share it. This is from yesterday (1/13/17). I think I’ll call it, “Progress,” or perhaps, “Damn, My Thighs Hurt.”
Before bed I checked my progress and had logged 6.98 miles. Of course I then had to make a quick loop of the house to reach the seven mile mark.
Peace, people!
Snapshot #86
This is another photo I took as I walked in our neighborhood. I love the mixture of street light and sunlight on the trees. Let’s call this one, “A Little Sunset Magic.”
Snapshot #85
The historic Florida Capitol building provides an ornate buffer for the modern Capitol. I call this, “Something Old, Something New.”
They’re both open to the public and worth a visit if you ever find yourself in Tallahassee, Florida.
Snapshot #84
Look at the show of evening light through the forest. I call this one, “There Goes the Sun.”
Staying in the Life Outside
Keep your windows open! What a great piece from Jan Wilberg.
When summer turned to fall, the old man closed the window, not because he was cold, not yet, but because he thought he might be cold soon. And he didn’t want to be found lying dead on the bedroom floor in deep winter with snow heaped around him, the pipes in the house all frozen. It would make people think he was demented, not just old, and he couldn’t have that.
He didn’t know how many days or weeks he had left, so it was better to close the window now and just be done with it. So that’s what he did.
Then he waited. He sat down and waited. Many things had surprised him in his life but death wouldn’t. He knew it was coming. Any minute. The window was closed.
When I turned 65, I felt like I had been diagnosed with a terminal disease and had only…
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Snapshot #83
I’m in love with this photo. It was taken as I walked through my neighborhood. I call it, “Moon Over My Forest.”
Do You Fear What I Fear?
Praying for Eyebrowz 