This male Allen's Hummingbird stopped by in between rainfall. Today is a stormy Sunday yet the birds appear to have no issue with the storm. One must feed or go hungry.
January 31, 2016
January 30, 2016
Those Eyes
Our cat is now 16 years old. She's always been a very thin cat with a petite frame. She is the sweetest cat with a gentle personality. She was never a mother, but had she been, she would have bee a most wonderful mother. She is the first to greet us when we arrive. She is still spunky and runs up and down trees, darts to and from, and scratches on posts. She is the light in our eyes.
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The Story of Bittobot
In 2007 I started drawing a tin robot character I named Bittobot. He would correct folks who thought he was made of steel. He was prone...
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In 2007 I started drawing a tin robot character I named Bittobot. He would correct folks who thought he was made of steel. He was prone... -
From the Scottish Poem Library: 'Quietly, amid the rush-hour bustle, I blush. I smile just thinking of you.' I like the d...