Anytime we lose a pillar of strength and an unwavering measure of what is right… we lose a giant hole in the fabric of who we are. These people have left far more than a memory or a page in history. They have left a mark on everything we are. That should remind us to fight the fight and never despair.
One of my new favorite songs (and an anthem for 2020), now lives on after the artist is gone. And there are many, many more songs. And as long as we remember, those songs will live on…
Interesting “cloudbow” from the rain over the mountains. The sunset was graced by a passing cloud and a virga burst falling from it.
A few sunsets from the last week and our Maximillian Sunflowers blowing in the evening wind.
A Praying Mantis checking out a hop bud!
Painted ladies are joining the honey bees and bumblebees in our garden.
They are now regularly visiting and especially interested in the prairie dog dens. At night, they like to sing!
Enjoying the garden color before next week’s early freeze.
Landing on our Piñon tree for a bite.
An accumulation of cumuli, rainbows and light rays!
