judycbailey.bsky.social
@judycbailey.bsky.social
Last tiny red rose on the bush before the freeze . . . now to grow more roots for next year . . .
December 2, 2025 at 9:09 PM
Words fail.
In no shape today
to comment.
Maybe later on.

Image: twisted and collapsed empty metal billboard structure by a highway, with a wintery leafless forest and blue sky with thin clouds in the background.
May 12, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Humankind.
Be both.
April 9, 2025 at 12:15 PM
I’m with Ukraine. The victim is not to blame for an attack on its sovereignty.
February 28, 2025 at 9:26 PM
Let all your things be done with charity.
- I Corinthians 16:14
February 14, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Into the mystic . . .
Accidental art.
February 6, 2025 at 1:35 AM
Nature’s beauty echoes . . . from the forest to the ocean . . . back.

Images: gray-white-brown fungi growing on a fallen limb and gray-white-brown shells echoing their shared structure of layers and colors.
February 5, 2025 at 3:57 PM
The Storm. Accidental art.
February 5, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Resist.
February 5, 2025 at 3:14 PM
Year end reflections . . . jumbling and squiggling by . . . bunching together to make room for the new year’s wonders . . .
January 10, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Last red leaf on the blueberry bush . . . thinking that holding on so long was worth it . . . just because.

Image: blueberry bush with only one curly dark red aging leaf remaining at the tip of a tiny branch.
January 10, 2025 at 9:19 PM