Once the weather started heating up, more people started coming to my favourite beach. It became filled, absolutely filled, with human garbage. People can be such animals. It was a stinking vile mess. It became too depressing for me to see my favourite place like that (literally nowhere to sit where I wasn’t surrounded by …
So, it turns out that Santa Duck is still holding his perch more than 6 months later (see one of my earlier posts!). Now a fun mini landmark, I enjoy stopping by to say hello and I hope to be able to continue doing so in the months ahead as I wander the shore and …
I love these private moments…beautiful weather, beautiful rocks, beautiful lake…and roses.
Every time I visit the beach I find a whole new collection of details and treasures…perhaps they suit my mood, or maybe they reflect other ideas I’m working on. Either way, it is always a delight to find and appreciate new tiny details that make the day special.
I love walking by the lake. If you really look you’ll always find odd little objects at the intersection of humanity and nature.
With the melting of the snow, new treasures are revealed. Tiny bits of colour discarded by humanity. New shapes forged by winter storms.
Taking a walk on a quiet weekend…