Stopped at the lake after work, this is Fred.
And this is Fred with his wife, Wilma.
Not really a walk or much of a picture, but this is what I saw out my door yesterday. I liked the way they were lined up, facing in alternate directions. We’ve had so much rain that as soon as it’s not raining one day, they take turns napping on the ground. It was obviously Bailey’s turn when I took the picture.
Walked about 14,000 steps on the Silver Comet Trail north of Atlanta today. The American South is a beautiful place.
I had a nice, quiet walk in the snow this morning before it changed over to sleet. I was the first one out in my neighborhood it seems.
Those pictures radiate the peace of a morning landscape blanketed in snow. Lovely! Reminds me of childhood mornings in rural northern Utah.
Yes, and I love how everything sounds muffled when the ground and trees are covered with snow.
Arms, phone/camera, huge road, trees in middle of huge road along with tramlines
I had another which had my shadow in it, which was nicely self-referential, but you know