At a bend in a rural road, the bush is in someone's yard and the nearest neighbors are rather far away. Parked at the bend, standing outside my car with the camera in hand, it would appear to anyone in the house that I was taking a picture of their home which, incidentally, is protected by a large and unfriendly dog. Two years in a row now, I've photographed their pussywillows and have been fortunate in that no one was at home, or at least not in a mood to challenge me for taking pictures of the scenery. All things considered, I sometimes wonder if it would be safer to pace the fog line to reach Spot #1.
365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Persephone's Return
At a bend in a rural road, the bush is in someone's yard and the nearest neighbors are rather far away. Parked at the bend, standing outside my car with the camera in hand, it would appear to anyone in the house that I was taking a picture of their home which, incidentally, is protected by a large and unfriendly dog. Two years in a row now, I've photographed their pussywillows and have been fortunate in that no one was at home, or at least not in a mood to challenge me for taking pictures of the scenery. All things considered, I sometimes wonder if it would be safer to pace the fog line to reach Spot #1.
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