“She sat down in a weed patch, her elbows on her knees, and kept her eyes on the small mysterious world of the ground. In the shade and sun of grass blade forests, small living things had their metropolis.” – Nancy Price
2 thoughts on “Small things”
Why do I have this picture of you creeping around your yard with the camera, like a little kid looking for bugs 🙂
Sure I do that!
Actually I took the day off from work and drove a couple hours to Cape May to creep around looking for bugs.
Should I have my head examined?
lol!
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Just me rambling about birds, books, bunnies, or whatever!
Why do I have this picture of you creeping around your yard with the camera, like a little kid looking for bugs 🙂
Sure I do that!
Actually I took the day off from work and drove a couple hours to Cape May to creep around looking for bugs.
Should I have my head examined?
lol!