Potpourri — pat morss

No particular theme popped up out of recent happenings.

A gift of fresh rhubarb grown by a neighbor.
Still Life in stones, with a vertical garden.
Gray Catbird with an appreciation for sulpture.
“This is why I’m called a Red-winged Blackbird.”
“I told him he had to leave.”
“But you do still smell of turtle.”
Eiders moving in a little too close to Mother Mallard’s duckling (bottom).
Back in proper formation.
Navigating under sail. [classic deepwater schooner]
And by motor. [speed and noise]
And with both. [look like a flying tick?]
Two cruise ships navigate toward Boston at dawn, completing their trips.

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