What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
Poem by Wm. Henry Davies.
A brief account of the area in & around the Bighorn Mountains. Beauty abounds here. Shot on 35mm.
Lake Superior, my dear old friend. Thank you for all your beauty.
This is my dog, Kaiki Inu. Her name translates from Japanese (roughly) as Wonder Dog. She loves to go on adventures. She also loves sleeping under blankets. She is the best.