Fortunately Brad and I were having a bird ID dispute on the deck. We just put up the feeder and, while we were at the cabin, the birds discovered it.
Brad claimed they were juncos. I didn’t believe him so I took a really bad picture on his phone. It turned out to be the only shot of the day.
You will notice that there are NO birds in THIS picture. But I’m still happy. I salvaged something and managed to NOT miss a day taking a picture. In spite of myself.
212/365: accidental tree pic
Our back door faces west. This means that I can see the sunset from the kitchen but only if I make a point of it.
The thing about the view out back is that it has the potential to be lovely but only if you’re selective. If you look down, you’ll see a pile of toys, most likely. And any attempt at a wider vista will only be blighted by a motley assemblage of garbage cans, garage tops, and satellite dishes.
But if you look up – at just the right angle – it’s all trees and sky and the clean lines of telephone wires looping us all together as they recede into the distance.
78/365: sky view from the back door