Nearby Spring Lake is a lovely little stroll. There is something interesting every time I visit. Here are some photos from the past few weeks: (L to R, Top to Bottom) Fairy Lanterns, Frondescing Fern, Goose Family (5 photos), Pacific Rhododendron bloom and bud, Song Sparrow with meal for baby, Bark Mushroom, Rain Ripples (2 photos).
05-20 Sol Shine
In wisdom gathered over time, I have found that every experience is a form of exploration.
~ Ansel Adams

Tail End, Western Diamond-backed Rattlesnake, Sweetwater Wetlands, Tucson, Arizona 2007
Really, Really Old Driftwood
My pleasant evening stroll on the beach yesterday was filled with little surprises. I found not one, not two, but eight chunks of petrified driftwood by the time I was done. The specimens that wash up here are from the Paleocene, about 65 million years ago. Pretty amazing when you think about all the steps involved: the trees had to grow, die, wash down a river, get ground into smooth, small pieces, and then (through heat and/or pressure) be inundated with minerals to become “petrified,” erode out of a rock formation, and wash up on this beach for me to discover.

Petrified Driftwood, Lincoln City, Oregon May 2018
05-19 Sol Shine
The idea is to die young as late as possible.
~ Ashley Montagu

Balloon Fiesta, Albuquerque, New Mexico 2006
Funny Friday
Overheard this joke the other day:
“Why did the chicken cross the road?
To prove to the opossum that it could be done.”
05-18 Sol Shine
I go to seek a vast perhaps.
~ Francois Rabelais

Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado 2010
05-17 Sol Shine
Vision is the art of seeing things invisible.
~ Jonathan Swift

Cloud Reflection, Austin, Texas 2007
Wordnesday
Thalassophile: noun, lover of the sea or ocean.
Pacific Ocean, Lincoln City, Oregon May 2018
05-16 Sol Shine
The whole world is a series of miracles, but we’re so used to them we call them ordinary things.
~ Hans Christian Andersen

Green Jay atop Javelina, Laguna Atascosa National Wildlife Refuge, Texas 2007
05-15 Sol Shine
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
~ Helen Keller

American Coot in Duckweed, Sweetwater Wetlands, Tucson, Arizona 2012