June is Here and some storm clouds rolling by. Interesting cloud shapes above, I was standing next to our Jeep looking at the clouds when I noticed the reflection in the hood of the jeep. Makes for an interesting shot. 🙂
Singing a Song as they are walking along. These Sandhill cranes were very vocal this morning. A short video below showing them strolling through the meadow singing.
Have a great weekend. 🙂
Short video of these Sandhill Cranes calling back and forth. Or click this link here; Sandhill Crane Call Songs
Wildlife in my Backyard – the sandhill cranes are back. I would love to get a photo of them flying.
They have a pretty impressive wingspan like the blue herons do.
The white tailed deer still look pretty scruffy. Losing the winter coats. Walking amongst the dandelions. They could eat some of those dandelions, I sure would not mind.
The Collie is a graceful, intelligent, and loyal dog breed. It is known for its elegant appearance. It has a thick double coat and a distinctive long, narrow nose. There are two main varieties of Collies. The Rough Collie has long, flowing fur, like Lassie. The Smooth Collie has a shorter, dense coat.
Why the Collie Has a Long Nose:
The Collie’s long nose, or dolichocephalic head shape, enhances its function as a herding dog. This elongated snout improves airflow during sustained physical activity. It may also enhance vision, especially peripheral vision. This helps them keep an eye on livestock over wide fields. Additionally, the streamlined head contributes to the breed’s refined and alert expression, one of its most iconic features.
This dog is my nieces dog. A very smart dog as well. They are beautiful dogs for sure. Have a great weekend. 🙂
A hush of dawn, the world held still, Mist curls soft o’er water’s chill. Bare trees stretch high, then bow below, Reflections dance in morning’s glow.
Golden light through silence streams, A canvas brushed from painter’s dreams. Time forgets to move or race— Peace has found its quiet place.
Sunrise over the water, well we have left the deep south. We are on the road again. But, I still have some photo that I will be sharing from the past winter and from our travels as we head north.
Thank you for coming along with me, warmer days are ahead of us all. Spring is in the air.
I was kindly invited onto private land by a man whose quiet generosity lingered long after our meeting. He had an old dead tree with an Eagles nest in it, that I asked if I can photograph.
Later, I saw him sitting in the open garage light with another man—maybe a friend, maybe kin—sharing silence and conversation in equal measure.
An old Chevy rested beside them like a memory parked in the shadows. The scene felt like a frame from a forgotten black-and-white film—honest, unhurried, and full of story. I asked if I could capture it, and he nodded. I’m grateful he did.
There’s a quiet, profound beauty in the way a child connects with the world—pure, unfiltered, and full of wonder.
In this tender moment between a young girl and her lamb, we witness something rare: the innocence of trust and the silent language of love.
Her small hands gently cradle the lamb’s head, eyes locked in a gaze that says more than words ever could. Adults often rush past these moments, too busy to notice, but a child—she lingers, she feels, she sees.
And in doing so, she reminds us of a gentler way to be.
The Spirit of Creation – “In the dawn of all things, the Creator pressed spirit into flesh. Strength was shaped into form. The horse was set to run with the winds. It became a living echo of heaven’s first breath.”
“Not all masterpieces hang in galleries. Some run free beneath the endless sky.”
There are moments when the wind stills, and the world leans in.
High in the pines, where the sky folds softly into needles and light, I met a pair of great blue herons who seemed untouched by time.
I had seen them before from afar—graceful silhouettes skimming the water’s edge, sentinels of the marsh.
But that day, they flew right beside me. Not away. Not afraid. Just there, like I was part of the story. And in that moment, I was.
He came first, bold and brushed in indigo, his wings cutting wide through the blue. I call him Indigo Jack, a name that feels just wild enough to belong to a creature of wind and water. He carried a stick in his beak, not for himself, but for her. The one who waited.
Her name is Sora, meaning “sky,” and she wears it like a crown. There is a hush about her, a quiet knowing. She is moonlight in feathers. Not soft, but sacred.
Together, they built a nest—twig by twig, moment by moment. And I watched, breath held, as Jack passed a branch to Sora, their bills touching not in hunger, but in offering. A ritual older than memory.
Small Rookery – I found a small rookery by accident actually. My first time getting to see herons up close as they build their nest.
They were so busy finding sticks that they did not seem to even notice me. Most of the time herons fly off the minute one moves.
I took lots of photos and I will share my video on Friday, I decided to name two of them. Because the male looks like he has a crooked leg and the majority of my photos contained this bird flying back and forth to the nest with sticks.
It is not easy to tell the difference between the males and females. Except that research states the males usually brings the nesting material as the female builds it. So that is what I am going on.
King of the Sky – I photographed this eagle in Kentucky. We have some friends who knew about a place where we can park off the edge of the road. It’s not far from an eagle’s nest along a riverbank.
The nest is in a dead tree, in the middle of some farm land. But there is a nice size lake not to far away. These eagles come back to this nest every year. They had one eaglet this year as you can see it looking at the parent.
Nice to Have Sunshine Again and get to go on some hikes. We found some small waterfalls in the area we had to evacuate to. Would have never found these if that had not happened. A blessing in disguise.
Well, after looking into the shut down of this blog. I was on line with WordPress discussing what happened with my decision to shut this site down.
They automatically changed my site to the Premium plus group. This change put a snag in my travels. They tried to charge my card without my approval. As a result, it went to a fraud alert. So intern, I had to cancel my site so as I could use my card again, by the way, I was at a gas station when this all happened.
We also have been driving and trying to escape this huge rain storm that has been going throughout the Midwest. We have been right in the middle of it for 5 days now.
I have talked to WordPress. They did see that the auto renewal was not checked and did not know how this happened. But, would put my site back on my original plan, if I wanted to. So I chose to reopen it again. I have actually missed posting over the last few days. I have been doing this for 6 years now. I love sharing my photos with all of you.
Thank you for all the encouraging comments. A few of which stated that other folks are thinking of leaving WordPress blogging because of the price.
My suggestion is to call them first and ask what other options are there. They were actually very helpful. Definitely check your subscription yearly. To make sure they don’t automatically charge you for something you are not signed up for.
We are currently on the northern edge of this storm, the rain is easing off today. There is massive flooding all around us. We are thankful to this campground we are at now that let us arrive yesterday at the last moment as we had to evacuate another campground that was down by the Ohio river.
Thank you all, I do appreciate all your comments over the years and I hope to keep blogging and sharing photos for as long as I can.
I had to delete my site because of the rising cost with wordpress. Plus charging me for the Premium plus package that I did not order. But, working with wordpress, they were able to change my plan back to what I started with. More information on that next week.
SS United States – you may have heard about this old ship that was towed to Mobile Alabama. We were fortunate enough to be in an area where we got to see this historic old ship.
It says that it is bigger than the Titanic, and was quite the ship back in the day. But it is going to be sunk over by Destin Florida somewhere for a reef. It has to be cleaned first. They will be doing the cleaning in Mobile Al for about 6 to 9 months.
While I was taking these photos, a gentleman came up to us and said they flew here from Ireland just to see this ship.