Life is not about what you do, but it’s about who you do it with.

The first bird I saw this morning when I looked out the bathroom window was a bluebird. It was sitting on the deck rail, maybe to make sure that I would see it.

I often capture observations here just as some use a journal. I see something that I might be able to use later by ascribing meaning to it. My house is in a wooded

The window-shaped sunlight moves slowly down the wall and across the floor throughout the day.

The sky is filled with bands of orange as the light comes to a new day. It is impossible to capture the color on my phone. The fiery color is gone within five