Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life. The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent. Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
Like River I usually run with a theme. This week? Morning magic. I am an early riser. A very early riser. Which is the result of pain, insomnia and habit rather than virtue.
In the sky:
I was intrigued by the layers that morning...
In the garden:
The cats really don't like a frosty start to the day. HImself says we should get them some little ugh boots.
They don't like rain either. Wussy cats.
Lots of birds visit early too. Some of them include:
Wattle birds (whose asthmatic and far from musical call often wakes me up well before sparrow fart).
Sparrows.
And a crimsom rosella with a fist full of the apple which the cockatoos had thrown on the ground.
Getting up early may not have been my choice originally, but I have grown to love it...
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life. The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent. Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
Like River I usually run with a theme. This week? Morning magic. I am an early riser. A very early riser. Which is the result of pain, insomnia and habit rather than virtue.
In the sky:
I was intrigued by the layers that morning...
In the garden:
The cats really don't like a frosty start to the day. HImself says we should get them some little ugh boots.
They don't like rain either. Wussy cats.
Lots of birds visit early too. Some of them include:
Wattle birds (whose asthmatic and far from musical call often wakes me up well before sparrow fart).
Sparrows.
And a crimsom rosella with a fist full of the apple which the cockatoos had thrown on the ground.
Getting up early may not have been my choice originally, but I have grown to love it...
