What can say? This is a neighborhood garage window. It contains items from just a couple of years ago to a brick remnant from a home built circa 1872...
Ever sit and look at something and wonder how it ever got that way? Well, I was doing that, late evening one day when the light was warm, when it dawned on me that I need to get a more exciting life...
Since I do have a photography hobby in my retirement I did take this picture... 😉
Taking a photo of a flower from this view one day kinda un-nerved me.
Seeing the flower looking back at me like this got me to wondering. What if the flower had the ability to think. What would be on its mind at this time as I was photographing it?
I actually had the feeling that something was looking at me. I don't think I will ever look at another flower like this again...
On the center cross hung the Savior named Jesus. In Him the fate of forgiveness and salvation for all, who would believe in Him and call Him Lord, depended on His death, burial and resurrection three days later...
I have an acoustic guitar and this black beauty. I have played the acoustic for many years, but with injured arthritic hands it has become harder to play the acoustic. So I have changed over to quietly playing this baby.
I am not a professional. I just like playing around with them; for a few friends and family. Moving from the acoustic to the electric model is like going from cutting hard butter sticks to running a knife through soft whipped butter. It is just a lot easier to play, and I just do not want to stop playing anytime soon... 🎸