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Cheeky

A cheeky cat and a cheeky bird 🙂

The cat, I encountered during one of my walks. The bird, outside my kitchen door. Both are wearing an expression akin to Robert de Niro’s in Taxi Driver. You know… “You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin’ to? You talkin’ to me? Well, I’m the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” That one.

Rounded

“When we change the shape of the Land, we alter the contents and contexts of our collective, familial, and personal memories. Yet, stories can preserve both mythic and familiar elements of geography even when the physical features are forgotten, buried, or obliterated. And more than this: the stories can bring these elements back. If the Land can be preserved long enough for its stories to be told, and retold, perhaps we all — as custodians of both place and memory — stand a chance at real preservation.” 

― Ari Berk

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Glow

Okay, I hung over the cliff to take this shot while my husband was holding my legs to keep me from falling down but It was worth it. The glittering sea, the rocks, and the moss plus the colorful vegetation that all glowing contentedly in the heat is a sight to behold.

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The landscapes seemed to be glowing under the hot midday sun.

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Pedestrian

The best way undoubtedly of seeing a country is on foot. It is the safest, and most suited to every variety of road; it will often enable you to take a shorter track, and visit scenes (the finest perhaps) not otherwise accessible; it is healthy, and, with a little practice, easy; it is economical: a pedestrian is content with almost any accommodations; he, of all travellers, wants but little, ‘Nor wants that little long’. And last, though not least, it is perfectly independent.

― Robin Jarvis, Romantic Writing, and Pedestrian Travel

Waiting

I am wild if you like; but I stayed in my burrow a long, long time, – nibbling your straws and snapping at your fingers, but always just a little out of reach. Until at last, I got to trust you so much that one day I ventured out for a minute, – and you threw rocks at me. And I will never come out again…

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