love pigeons

backyard friends

 squirrel friend and ethyl the pigeon.

lovely lake in concrete wa

 serene. i listen to the glove "blues in drag"
i think of the sun's warmth on my sun, imagining the mountain and it's bliss inside my head.
i have said it before i will say it again, i love mountains.
not in a need to summit Everest but in a real appreciation to their re balancing effect  and their ability to belittle one and allow release of thoughts of grandeur as the mountain is the mac daddy of grandeur.