“Little Sato” Mom whispered to her tummy Yes, INDEED tiny, little Sato is there
Towards evening the marine mist has set in Are we pupas in a huge cocoon ?
on a driftwood log, sat three snowy owls with their eyes closed …… looking quite content but lost in thought
GUSTS 16
This year again new anniversaries are added to my already full calendar; one day, with sending off a dear friend another day, with welcoming a new grandson
Forlorn and helpless a baby coyote is wondering around the golf course. Are you looking for foods or…. looking for Mom?
Two bat houses were installed in the patio of our complex “each bat, if any, would eat one thousand mosquitoes per day, ….hopefully.”