RAINBOW COLORS IN BIRDS AND ONE SUNRISE OVER OGUNQUIT – Marilyn Armstrong

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Rainbow Colors (at least 4)

Oh boy. Birds! I’m pretty sure some of these pictures have a lot more than four. A few of the birds have more than four.

And a sunrise because … well … everyone needs a sunrise, right?

Redhead, beige and yellow body, black and white wings — with yellow corn, black seeds plus a slightly golden background …
Chickadees with a yellow breast, white head with the black stripe and throat, dark grey and white wings … and their back is sort of dark green …
Want to count colors? this is a very colorful little finch!
Sunrise over the ocean in Ogunquit, Maine – So many colors!

 

MOONSETTING AS THE SUN RISES – Marilyn Armstrong

I used to long for many things. Later, I did most of them. Now they are memories. No need for longing.

These past few years have been difficult. For once, not because of illness of dire poverty, but because the world tipped over and I’ve been clinging to the edges.

In the yearning department, I’ll settle for simple things. Warm weather. Bright skies. This morning, very early — just before five — the sun was rising as the moon was finishing her travels across the night sky.

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The moon longed for me. She told me so.

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At least, I believe that is what she said. Sometimes, when the moon speaks, her language is strange and not entirely clear.

What do you think?

A DAILY MIRACLE – Marilyn Armstrong

Dawn of a new day, as indeed it must

Every dawn is a little miracle. An expected miracle. We know there will be dawn because there is always dawn and then sunrise, right? So, let’s go with the expected.

The sun will rise and the earth will turn because it always has and that’s the way we like it.

Sunrise over the ocean in Ogunquit, Maine – About five in the morning

Thus we greet the day.

WINTER SOLSTICE – Marilyn Armstrong

RDP Friday: SOLSTICE

Why did it have to be raining? Why was today the day that every bone in my body hurts and some things which are arguably not bones, hurt too? The birds are outside rain and all.

They don’t expect a warm, dry house … and there’s a feeder to raid. I suppose, when you are a bird, a decent meal is about as good as it gets.

I know this means the season is turning again and days will get longer and ultimately, it will warm up. But not for a while. We have three long winter months to navigate and we’ve barely begun yet.

And meanwhile, at Stonehenge …

The bears have not gone into hibernation. Not cold enough yet? Too many trash cans to raid?

The sky is a leaden pale gray as the heavy rain falls. The dogs want nothing to do with outside. Snow is fun and everything else is okay too, but rain? No, thank you. Pass the biscuits. The sofa is home for now.

Winter Solstice – Sunrise – 2016

I have a doctor appointment. My right arm has taken to hurting a lot and won’t let me sleep. Nothing makes it any better. I think it may actually be a sign that my chest is beginning to heal, but why does it have to hurt so much?

It could be snowing. That would probably be worse, or at least, more complicated. We still have no one to plow the driveway and it’s a long, long road to the “real” road.

Winter has finally come, I suppose. I should be happier about it. I’m trying hard to find that happy place.

SUNRISE ON A COLD WINTER’S MORNING – Marilyn Armstrong

We seem to get our best sunrises on the quarter of the year. Sometimes glorious during the Vernal Equinox in March and just around Christmas, if the sky is clear, the eastern horizon lights up. Sometimes, it looks as if the house is on fire when the sky is that deep scarlet.

This morning, I woke up and realized I had nothing to drink. The dogs were barking anyway and Garry was sleeping like the veritable log, so I got up and made my way into the kitchen.

I poured myself something wet and cold … and looked out the window. The sun was just coming up and it was beautiful.

I can’t see the sky in the summer or fall. When the trees are full of leaves, all I see are leaves. But when the trees are bare, I can’t see the sky unbroken, but I can see it. Since I now have cameras ready and waiting for the shots, I just grabbed one and took half a dozen shots. I gave each dog a couple of little biscuits and headed to bed for a few more hours.

It’s almost the winter solstice and the sunrises are bright with the glory of the turning of the earth. And I have cameras!

PINKEST SKY AT VERNAL EQUINOX – Marilyn Armstrong

As pink as pink can be!

On the morning of the vernal equinox, I woke up to a room that was blazing in shockingly hot pink pre-dawn colors.

There’s something about the equinoxes that creates amazing sunrises and this one was something exceptional. I called (later, not at dawn!) a friend and she said she’d thought the house was on fire. It was that intense. I’m not even sure I have managed to capture the intensity.

Burning sky!
Amazing color
Just before sunrise

 

 

FLAUNTING? Marilyn Armstrong

Some people like to flaunt stuff.

They get a new car and they want to make sure every single person they know — or almost know, or might know in the future — see it. Most of us like to show off new stuff, but we have limits. We don’t show off everything and we don’t do it all the time.

Along the Atlantic …

I think of those who flaunt as people who wear and use bright colors. I’m not one of the them. I get uncomfortable if too many people notice me. I’ve stopped wearing most large jewelry because I don’t want people to see it or comment on it.

It’s just a thing. To each his own, but that isn’t my way.

But I do like having work I write read. Does that count? And having pictures looked at, too. That’s sort of flaunt-ish, right?