So I’ve missed 3 or 4 days this year so far, but I’m not giving up on this daily photo thing just yet. However, this week, only 6 pics.
Week #27 of my photo-a-day project takes us through that peak week of summer, when most of us take a time out, maybe cook some kind of animal on the grill, and find ourselves seeking shade and bodies of water.
It’s the time of year that makes me think of my favorite Frank Sinatra song. So sit back, open a window, close your eyes, feel the breeze, and have a listen.
“Like painted kites, those days and nights, they went flyin’ by” . . .
And now, a photo from each day of the week.
My photos from Week #25 follow at the bottom, after a poetic message from James Russell Lowell. Now is the “high tide of the year”.
“Whether we look, or whether we listen, we hear life murmur, or see it glisten”
Week # 24 was bookended by weekend trips — one southeast to Lanesboro and one westward to Ortonville, on the South Dakota border. In between, a couple of rounds of golf and a little time with the G-Kids made for a memorable week. I’m a very lucky guy.
Here is a photo from each day.
Here are my photo-day-shots from Week #23 of 2017. We went to the theater, I played golf, and then we went north and we went south, and went to the theater again.
Here are my photo-a-day pictures from a little over a month ago (Week #22 of 2017, if you’re keeping score at home.)