In an abstract frame of mind

Mirror, mirror.  (An abstract created from reflections in a puddle on the front lawn.)

Mirror, mirror. (An abstract created from reflections in a puddle on the front lawn.)

It is gray and windy here in the Bogs today.  But I got lucky.  When I stepped outside for my walk late this morning, I caught a patch of blue sky between the dark, gray clouds, and a few rays of sunshine streamed down for a minute or two.

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310: Morning jewels

Morning jewels

I woke up early this morning, and found it foggy outside.  The pond was barely visible from up at the house.  While the rest of the folks in the house were just beginning to stir, I went outside to see what kind of treasures the fog and dew had helped to create.

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