Category - photography
…from Nashville’s too-distant past.
Extra credit if you can identify the book…
…that a squirrel could be a Spirit Animal? I always thought it had to be exotic animals like Giant Stags or White Wolves or Buffalo. But when I found this little guy on the back deck this morning – patiently waiting for as long as it took me to focus and get a picture – I Googled the possibility: .
“The squirrel spirit animal highlights the importance of communication and showing respect to the people around you through your words, actions, and behaviors. It encourages you to respect your differences and find a way to work harmoniously together.”
No wonder that dog in the movie kept chasing squirrels. He knew a good thing when it went zipping by. .
First Tennessee Park at Sulphur Dell in Nashville. Wednesday July 31, 2019.
Another four hour game… I only stayed for the first three.
I believe their names are Trevor Guthrie and Emily McVea. They were among the winners at last week’s Vol State Dance Competition. Also on of my very first attempts at photographing dancers. #OutsideOfMyComfortZone
The sun rises beyond the ruin of the 15th century monastery at Lindisfarne, the ‘Holy Isle’ off the coast of Northumberland, England. I got to spend two nights and days there in the late spring of 2013, when I followed John Doan and a troupe of Celtic musicians around parts of England and Scotland.
Lindisfarne is regarded as the Cradle of Christianity in northern Britain, for it is here that the Celtic Saints Aidan, Hilde and Cuthbert first arrived from the Scottish Isle of Iona to begin preaching the Gospel.
I found this while re-reading “TheBoy Who Invented Television,” which I have probably not read cover to cover since it was published in 2002. Found this epigram at the top of Chapter 15. .
While I was out on my 2-mile “Walk Before Coffee” this morning, I passed some neighbors and their four little dogs. Each of the dogs waddled up to me and I gave then a little bit of petting (while thinking, “gee, I wish I could just walk up to humans and get this kind of attention…”). As I passed, one of the neighbors said “thank you for your kindness.” And I replied, “well, that’s a pretty good way to start the day….”
Then I got home and made my coffee and plopped down on the sofa in the treehouse, and found this notification on the screen on my phone. Liz Gilbert likes my post from yesterday.
Yeah, I’d say that’s a pretty good way to start my day.