Earth

Can you go back home again

Photos tell stories. I am not a good photographer, and I sure do not understand this new WP. Why do Tech people think we need to upgrade? The wheel is not broken, why fix it?

When I trimmed my daughters bushes/trees out back!

Jackie wanted to clear out these bushes because they were all tangled together, so I said I would do it because I knew how. After a trip to Home Depot and new trimmers, this is the result. She took my trimmers away and said I could never trim again!

At home I trimmed my bushes. I do not know why I became trimmer happy!

Can’t say I blame her; they look kinda bad. Good news. They grew back. We still laugh.

MAD TRIMMER strikes again!

Talking to the Cosmos

The birds listen as I talk. I doubt they understand what I am telling them. They do not reply.

How refreshing as I tell my stories to the wind blown clouds to carry out into the cosmos.

Where does it end? Words spoken never end. They ripple across the streams; the rocks sharpen their edges as the words rush toward the sea.

The stories live forever somewhere in the cosmos.