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I recently visited the Vancouver, WA public library and came across the Mary Granger Sculpture Garden, a collection of four sculptures on the library property, all created by regional artists.
I’ll share them here as part of Marsha’s Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC).
I thought I’d come across a fifth piece of public art, but upon further investigation, it turned out to be a bike rack. Oh, well. Perhaps art is in the eye of the beholder.
For Cee’s Black and White photo Challenge (CBWC): just one of anything.
I thought I heard a hawk of some sort the other day, so I stepped out on the deck to look for it. This squirrel was balled up on a nearby branch, maybe trying to make himself invisible to the bird of prey.
The bird that was making all the ruckus finally flew to the same tree, but it wasn’t a hawk at all. I’m thinking it was one of those tricky fellows that can mimic other bird calls. Good enough to fool both the squirrel and me!
metaphors be damned
alone in the faceless crowd, we
weep behind our masks
I’m hoping to end up with one of these for each of my grandkids. Here are the previous two:
For Marsha’s Photographing Public Art Challenge.
I wrote a post last August about the Evergreen Trail at Columbia Springs Environmental Education Center in Vancouver, WA. But I didn’t include photos of the wood carvings that can be found along the trail. These have been carved into still-standing dead trees.
I don’t think I even noticed all of them the last time I was there, but Chules and I went on the trail again this past week, and there they were, just staring at us.
Kind of a fun discovery.
Bloganuary prompt: What does it mean to live boldly?
Bloganuary prompt: What are five things you are grateful for today?
I am grateful that I woke up to a rosy sunrise,
And for the beauty of early morning frost
Oh, wait… time out!
I started this post yesterday, but then woke up this morning to rain. No problem; I’m grateful for today’s rain, and how it plays with reflections on my deck.
I’m grateful that most of my native plants survived the heat dome of last summer….
and I’m grateful that Mother Earth is better at growing sword ferns than I am.
Bloganuary prompt: What do people incorrectly assume about you?
Others may assume that I am unassuming,
but my assumption that they assume so
would, indeed, make their assumption incorrect,
would it not?
It is more likely that I assume things about others
that would prove to be incorrect.
But if I’m assuming that my assumptions are incorrect,
then are they really assumptions?
My head hurts now.
The photo above is of Auggie, my unassuming grandpuppy whom I failed to feature in previous posts. Auggie, please don’t assume that I love you any less. You are near and dear to my heart.