Eyes to the sky,
heart open to the possibilities…
heart open to the possibilities…
January 30, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Eyes to the sky,
heart open to the possibilities…
heart open to the possibilities…
the sky writes poetry to the rising moon and people call them sunsets..
January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
the sky writes poetry to the rising moon and people call them sunsets..
some snapshots from my backyard today
November 21, 2024 at 5:28 PM
some snapshots from my backyard today
some of my 2024 moon shots… 📸🌕
November 15, 2024 at 6:27 PM
some of my 2024 moon shots… 📸🌕
❝ I like the muted sounds,
the shroud of grey, and the
silence that comes with fog….
— Om Malik
the shroud of grey, and the
silence that comes with fog….
— Om Malik
November 15, 2024 at 3:56 PM
❝ I like the muted sounds,
the shroud of grey, and the
silence that comes with fog….
— Om Malik
the shroud of grey, and the
silence that comes with fog….
— Om Malik
❝ The moon stared at me through
sprinkled nighttime stardust and
I alone smile…. ✨🌖
—Jay Long
sprinkled nighttime stardust and
I alone smile…. ✨🌖
—Jay Long
November 15, 2024 at 9:14 AM
❝ The moon stared at me through
sprinkled nighttime stardust and
I alone smile…. ✨🌖
—Jay Long
sprinkled nighttime stardust and
I alone smile…. ✨🌖
—Jay Long