My Soul is Sunshine

In the garden, my soul is sunshine. ~ Proverb

Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to the sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine. ~ Jeffrey Glassberg

This little beauty was flitting about from flower to flower but paused here and there allowing me to photograph it.

We were so far back in the woods, they almost had to pipe in sunlight. ~ Roy Rogers

A brand new growth of pine needles. They're as soft as a kitten's ear.

What is it about a beautiful sunny afternoon, with the birds singing and the wind rustling through the leaves, that makes you want to get drunk? ~ Jack Handy

This gull was photographed from across the creek. Look closely and you'll see that it's making a meal of one of the trout which never made it all the way upstream, this spring. Look even closer and you'll see that the gull only has one leg. His left seems to end abruptly right below the joint. I only noticed this once the photos were uploaded.

I never knew how soothing trees are - many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree-presences - it is almost like having another being. ~ D.H. Lawrence

This is the field across the street from Frank's place. You can see the park bench in the background. I just liked the way the sunlight was illuminating the tree.

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. ~ William Shakespeare

This little baby robin was keeping his mama busy searching for worms and feeding him. His little "cheep, cheep!" sounded an awful lot like "feed me!" I'm certain that his mama thought so too.

Just living is not enough. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. ~ Hans Christian Andersen

I'm not sure what these flowers are but they're about as tiny as the nail on my pinky.

Sunlight is painting. ~ Nathaniel Hawthorne

A brand new red maple leaf caught within a shaft of sunlight.

Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you. ~ Walt Whitman

You might have to lean back from the monitor to see the human profile in this image. This was what I saw, one evening when looking through the curtain on Frank's back door. Does he look a bit foreboding? Worry not, it was just Frank's older son standing on the back deck talking to his dad.

Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day. ~ W. Earl Hall

Bunnies are incredibly cute creatures. Not terribly bright. But darn cute. This little guy was dining on grass and weeds. You can see that we caught him frozen in mid munch.

Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. ~ Luther Burbank

What more is there to say about these Bleeding Hearts? I think Luther pretty much covered it all.

I'll have more photos in a few days. Thanks always for joining me.

A day without sunshine is like, you know, night. ~ Steve Martin

A Winter Sunrise

One morning, last week, I awoke to a soft, peachy glow in my bedroom. I hadn't slept well, and I thought about catching a little bit more but I realized that this lovely light in the room meant that there was a nice sunrise taking shape. And I didn't want to miss it.

Once out there, I took a few photos so you don't have to miss it either. Please remember to click on each of them to enlarge.



Stepping out into the park, the sun was just beginning to set the horizon on fire. The frozen pond was a lovely shade of winter blue.





I always leave a couple of peanuts on the branches of this tree. This morning was no exception. Peanuts first and then a photo.





Further along the path, I glanced up to see this die-hard oak leaf still clinging near the top branch of a tree. It was catching some of those early rays.





Despite the fact that it's dead, this is still one of the most beautiful trees in the park. It's a shelter to many birds throughout each season. And on this morning, it was looking its best, as it extended its branches to greet the rising sun.





Just a couple of moments later, I walked to the other side side of the tree. Its trunk and limbs were bathed in golden syrup.





The sparkling snow took on a more subdued reflection of the vibrant colours of the sunrise. Distant trees cast very long shadows.





By the time the sun fully rose above the horizon, it gave brilliant colour to everything it kissed. This sumac just glowed.





As I headed home, I caught the tail end of what appeared to be the neigbourhood geese rehearsing their icy stage production of A Chorus Line.





I told you it was the tail end.

Thanks for sharing the sunrise with me.