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So I changed the name, and the domain.

This means I’ll lose some of my past followers, and gain some new. As of now, with October around the corner, I’ll share a few recent pics, with hopefully more to come as my favorite month falls into view (see what I did there).

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Metolius River, taken by Karen. Trout were on fire here at Idiots Hole. A mass of hatches, including the usual suspects, danced and displayed themselves atop the surface, riding along before being gulped in a splash-like manner from an array of  green and blue backed red sides. Window of opportunity was abundant on this brilliant early fall day.

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Yes, I’ve got even more youngsters out back now.

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True, it’s a generic postcard shot, but I still dig it. Sunflowers out in the back, and a happy goldfinch.

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Pulaski season. Well, I actually framed this shot for catching those rays splicing through.

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Yes, it’s been a busy summer, and this girl helped out.

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My typical stance after an evening of sanding and priming.

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Admiring my handy work, not at all blowing on a spider.

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Redo

When you jump in but the waters a little cold.

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Sometimes…

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Just Like That…

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Gone Nuts.

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Drifter

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They Were Hers

Whenever I see these guys, they remind me of her. They’re top brass tough, not much different than she. They’re beyond curious and so was she, never stopping unless Dennis needed a prod or ten from Bailey the White Rabbit, tap tapping the shaft of her cane before poking it in his general direction. She would be nodding in agreement if she were here, puzzle in one hand, pizza in the other.

They were her favorite. She was one of mine.

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Bread Winner

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Certainty of Uncertainty

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What is the degree of independence? This scene played out at my birdbath, and it was a break of sorts from feeding and fears of the Cooper’s hawk lurking from just beyond the laurels. Or at least that’s how it appeared, playing out in my mind as a serene act. So I began wondering about thoughts, and the breaks in between. Meditation of sorts. Focusing on that space in between thoughts. It’s fleeting like most things in life, but it’s a start towards awareness before the Cooper’s hawk of uncertainty becomes a certainty. Or perhaps I’m just thinking aloud.

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Thrills and Chills

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Downy Day

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Not bad for sneaky creaky crackling ice sheets under boots sure to spook with the 85 handy dandy about ten or so away ducking for sun rings and to grab that extra suit cake.

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