Tag Archives: environment

IS IT FALL YET?

It was one of those days when everything just seemed to fall into place. A visit to the beach this morning and I was thrilled to spot a beautiful Mallard Hybrid, now that’s not an everyday sight. After a beautiful … Continue reading

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A SOLITARY BEE

This morning is visiting only once. The honk of geese in still blue skies. Fields of abundance with blossoms arise. And a solitary bee such a sad harmony ….of buzz. copyright Estee Millar “Aerodynamically the bumble bee shouldn’t be able … Continue reading

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SAVING A BABY HUMMINGBIRD

I love watching Hummingbirds in my garden and every thing I plant, my first question to myself is, will the Hummingbirds like it. I can spend hours just watching and enjoying them. They are simply joyful. A  baby Hummingbird showed … Continue reading

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MORNING LESSON FROM A RABBIT

I pulled over and watched the rabbit on the road some distance from where I was parked. I wondered what he was thinking as he turned around and around, then he would stop and listen on his hind legs, ears … Continue reading

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BEE MUSIC

My garden is smothered in a lavish aura of deep purple while the lavender sways back and forth with its intoxicating fragrance. I call them my luxurious blooms which have smothered all the boring greenery. Hope and peace have definitely … Continue reading

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WINTER WILL SOON BE DEAD

copyright Es-tee Miller “When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had … Continue reading

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CATCH A SUNSET ON VANCOUVER ISLAND

  Many evenings I will observe the birds along the ocean edge and I marvel as the sun goes down how steady they stand and watch the giant, burnt-orange sphere meet the horizon. In those moments they embrace their solitude … Continue reading

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