I feel like I am made up of an endless series of excuses and whatever they are supporting is about to tumble into the abyss

This little sparrow friend is hanging out today

Slightly different early morning view, ft. tiny moon

Cradled

Celtic variations

Had an absolute meltdown of a day. But colors are still pretty, so I've got that going for me.

As above, so below

It is a very fae day at my house. My bones and my brain hurt.

Gold bits

Wint'ry moon

Even dreary days'll harbor a pop of color if you look closely enough

Sunset door, ft. dog

Small hammock friend

"There's always a story. It's all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything's got a story in it." -- Terry Pratchett

Golden patterns, please

Sometimes I struggle cause I think I might totally lack empathy, but then I remember my processing and understanding is just not main stream and I can appreciate moments without showing it in the same way others do. This sunrise picture has nothing to do with that but it is pretty.

Bright friend

It is not yet 10am and I already hate today. Here is an art that I also hate.

Windowsill still life

Early morning stretch

Sometimes my dog waits for an invitation to come in even when the door is wide open, and it's only just now occurred to me that maybe he is part vampire.

I like the swirl of it

Art heart Ft. paint consistency issues

"Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?" -- Frida Kahlo

Experimental different background color and pattern idea. Too much experimentation; not a huge fan of this one.

Some days you just need an emotional support lobster. Lobstromonous.

Sunset was moody today Which is fair

I feel like dissent used to be more simple

If I was going to pick a word to describe these berries, that word would not be "chill."

Well, that sure is some aurora alright. The wispy wave forms aren't very distinct where I am but the color is great

Today was not my favorite day. But here are some sparkly eyed friends.

Sunset door

The trees have begun decorating themselves

Shadowlier

Tiny neighbors, rebuilding

Heh. Red vine.

No commentary needed (or indeed, possible)

Reach

In the cooler months, elves travel through the woods behind my house some nights.

I do so love a good day time moon

Sometimes it is hard to find a black dog on a brown couch

I need someone to teach me how to love grey, rainy days. Genuinely.

Sometimes when I feel insignificant, it is kind of comforting. And sometimes it is very uncomfortable.

The sky is autumn storm colored and my bones ache. But there are little birds frolicking in the dogs' water bowl, so I've got that going for me.

The sun came up. So, we've got that going for us.

Old man dog giving in to a nap

Nature is testing her autumnal palette

Bird is free spirited artist today

Continuing my haphazard acknowledgement of things I don't understand is, why time zones blow people's minds. Here's a weird dotted star thing to commemorat it.

Bird is monster today