Sunrise vs. the sheds

I was up early, thought I would catch the sunrise. It was slow coming and bitter cold. I was thinking about my friend J who is losing her view of the mountain from her kitchen window because a neighbor needs more room for stuff and is building a shed that blocks her only view. That's happening around me too - all around us everyone is putting up Tuffsheds. All the backyards are turning into storage units. Me and my husband will try and keep our "almost" acre a little oasis of garden and grass. Is a garage full of stuff you don't even want in your house worth losing a view?

we call her Lee

I have a crush on this dog...we think she is a American bulldog. We think she is around 6 months old. Jackson and Lee (as in Lee Krasner, Jackson Pollacks wife) would make a great pair. But walking two 85 lb dogs down the ditch would probably knock me out. But we visit her often, she does the cutest drumming on the fence when she see's us, in the picture she is between sets.

lo-fi windmill fodder

It was busy on the ditch, a warm Sunday, a day that especially brings out the weekender's. There is lots of jogging and hand-holding going on.
I realize as I'm walking and doing the low-fi high five (that is a waist high palm too those unfamiliar) to those passing. Then a younger (teen I would say) girl walks by with her dog and doesn't salute back...hmmmmm.
I see now that the acknowledgments on the ditch run generationaly and just recently like maybe the last few years I have crossed over too the acknowledgment side of things. I used to keep to myself even a wave was intrusive...but now its more important to say in a hand gesture "lovely morning, aren't we lucky to be able to do this...". I also liked the light on the windmill...

Wingless

A wing placed in the crook of a tree....I have made it a rule never to arrange touch or change anything I come across on my ambles. I would have liked to move this to get better light (can't take the composer out of the artist easily) but so be it.
I think its fascinating how a passerby see's something and innately wants to "place it" tack it up, make an offering, of even the smallest things. I like capturing these mini moments we all have.

Put poop here!

There are three places where some helpful neighbors have made these stations. This is my favorite one, Its very clear. The only thing that is weird (and I will document this latter) is that some people bag their doggy's business and then leave it on the trail. Who do they think is going to come by and pick that up? Even odder some how it does disappear?

Goose bumps

It is an exciting day...I think Jackson has a spring in his step, we want to hurry and watch the inauguration today so its going to be a quick and dirty walk. I love this part of the trail and on this crisp clear day the eves of the tree's seem to anticipate my good mood.

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