We've been to the bank, and now we are at the library.
These tables and chairs are near the entry to the Pittsfield branch we visit on Saturdays.
At the other end of the library, we can look out the window wall at the wet area behind the library.
It was a windy day, with clouds scudding across the sky. I recorded this from inside; I couldn't hear the wind at the time.......
Goldenrod, with bees, by the library parking lot.
Back home.
Dried grass, noticed on the floor.
Late afternoon.
Walking in the park, on a bright but winter-coat day.
Still trotting.
I like his footprints.
Looking west.
Looking east.
Droopy dog, ahead of dawdly photographer.
After we got home, I walked me, so I could go fast. No pics but these last few.
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2 comments:
I love how you are such a noticer of things. It makes me notice, too.
Why thank you. :-)
I think of myself as wandering through my days, saying "Hey! Look at this!" and "Oh! Look at that!" and "I *want* those orange running shoes!" (nevermind that my feet are verrrry persnickety and those shoes almost certainly wouldn't work for me).
So glad you like to look, too! :-)
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