One thirty pm
Winter in Georgia. Beauty
at its simple best
Being from Kansas
my dad always marveled at
our tall loblollies
~dkm 22/52
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
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