Images On A Green Umbrella

I spend as much time as possible sitting on my porch observing the wild life that goes on in my backyard. It is usually a peaceful time with the trilling of wrens and the soft gurgles of the doves. Sometimes my neighbor plunks happy tunes on his guitar. The only thing that will drive me back in the house is the sound of leaf blowers close by, or more often, the heat. The large umbrella keeps the sun off, but in the afternoon sitting under it is like being in an oven.

Once in a while, if I look up, reality is obscured.

Silhouette of the nearby crepe myrtle

Cicada

Cicada#2

My Anole Friend

My Nemesis, The Summer Sun

Stay cool my friends! And keep looking up…

Photos by B. McCreary