the basin – day 508

a golden start to a beautiful day

PS your world hasn’t changed, just how you view it has

the basin – day 507

a bit of pink in an early morning shot

the basin – day 506

a peaceful start to any day

the basin – day 505

a bright spot in an otherwise grey day – yah rain!

the basin – day 504

a sunny day in the making

the basin – day 503

differential lighting – the way of drama

the basin – day 502

a busy bird morning with a heron, gull, and a mini flock of tiny sand pipers

the basin – day 501

the haze of smoke colours this days sun, not to thick but noticeable

the basin – day 500

gulls under the smokeless fog
searching for the best breakfast place

day 500. 1 year, 4 and a half months. This is since Canada locked down to temper an unseen enemy.

bewilderment and bereavement, lose and sorrow have filled so many of days, to be untouched

a grey day and a somber mood like so many others

move forward, a bit at a time, with a smile and kindness

it has not been easy, yet I have had it easier than most. yet I mourn the losses of life and how we now live

I have learned to celebrate the simple things, a flower, a smile, a sliver of memory of yesteryear,

can we ever return to what we once were? no, we have been changed by the collective sorrow, the collective anger, the collective

are we changing? must we change? what is changing? certainly all life is about change and change we must

move forward with kindness, move with an open mind for movement is change

life is never the same after change, acceptance here helps

be kind, be safe, be well

the basin – day 499

haze of smoke are turning our skies orange