Monday, September 27, 2010
My niece has been on this ship the past few weeks, in the Chukchi Sea (north of the Bering Strait). She & I talked via Gmail Chat last week, while she sat looking out of the 6th floor's windows.
She, between Alaska and Siberia,
and I, in rural Kansas.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I walked over to our west fence to smell the jasmine. Have you ever had an opportunity to smell a fence-full of white jasmine? It is perfume. The bees think so, too.
I went in for my camera - the setting sun seemed just perfect for camera play:
"Timid jasmine buds that keep their fragrance to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about."
~ Thomas More