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Renewal

During these difficult seasons of what seems to be a breakdown and dismantling of so many familiar processes, institutions and the way of life we have come to count on, it is encouraging to me to see that Nature knows nothing of politics and marches on with Life. The warmer temperatures may have its biological system confused but it continues doing what it does best. Nature renews, regenerates and carries on, for it knows no other way. Things bloom, grow, blossom and creatures bear offspring.  I, for one, am honored to be able to observe these miracles.



I awoke to this delightful surprise Saturday morning. 
An even dozen! If you recall, a few weeks ago I posted about the males fighting for dominance on the little lake. I suppose the best ‘Daffy’ won, but we see who gets the prize and the responsibility. 🤔



She swam right over to me, with them in tow, likely hoping for tidbits; but it is best not to feed them extras.


“Mom, you wanna check behind my ears? Hey! Where’s my rubber human?”


She really is quite stunning in the right light.


Yep, they’re all mine! 

We took a short hike at the nearby Sugarmill Ruins park and found another feathered friend preparing for a happy upcoming ‘big event’


This Osprey couple diligently working at making a home.

Take a moment today to observe the natural world around you. There is so much life going on as usual without any regard for who is running for president, who is the hottest rising star, how much money is in the bank or choosing what to have for dinner. Nature is busy carrying on as it is wont to do, as it was instructed to do, as we were all created to do. I suggest you enjoy their presence as much as you can. Life holds no promise of tomorrow. 







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  1. How precious! Your photographs are stunning!

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  2. This is a lovely post, Cheryl. Birth, new life, renewal - spring. It’s uplifting, as No Facilities you captured it beautifully.

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    1. Awww thanks Dan. I call it like I see it. I see it for what it is. 😊

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  3. They're so cute, and Mommy Duck is a good Duck! They Osprey are awesome. That in coming shot is neat!

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    1. Thanks Deborah. It was so cool to see their labor of love for the nest.

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  4. I believe the proper spelling is rubber humanie... Nice one.

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    1. Perhaps John. Maybe we need to consult with Ernie. Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street? 😉

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  5. "Where's my rubber human?" LOL! Great photos, and lovely thoughts. <3

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  6. Beautiful pictures and awesome message <3

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    1. Thanks so much! I hope you enjoy your weekend. 😊

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  7. How awesome you live among such nature

    Beautiful sights

    Thanks for sharing

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    1. Thank you for stopping by and leaving me a note. I hope you have beautiful things in your days. 😊

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