A POEM A DAY - BEASTIE



This beetle was scurrying so quickly to get into the shade that I was not able to get a well focused photograph. He looked like a tiny dinosaur, a relic from the past. I watched as the creature disappeared in the undergrowth. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

DREAMING BLUE

ANAM CARA, in praise of friendship

MISSING BLUEBELLS

LOVE IN THE AIR

Freedom Kit Bags, HELPING WOMEN IN NEPAL

SPRING GARDEN

AFTER THE RAIN

TREE HEALING

PETRACOS, CAVE PAINTINGS

The Path through the Woods