Couple more sphere pics, quick ones taken on the beach while we were out after I picked it up from the post office. I'll get some proper shots using it with my big camera at some point :D
Finally got my sphere from Wish! It's tiny though 😂
This is a park at the top of a hill rising up from the Pacific Ocean. Today there were a zillion crows riding the air currents and occasionally alighting on the fence that separates the park from the steep drop-off.
I liked the idea that the crow might be bristling at the prohibition. But I miss the old signs they used to have on the fence. They had a bit more personality.
A few more photos from today's hike.
Full album on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/kelsonv/albums/72157694183509071
With some photos of trees I had taken over several years I recently tooted Joyce Wilmer's, Trees, a sentimental poem written by that soldier who died by a sniper's bullet in 1918. A follower said he was grateful for it, so thinking he'd like more I found a link to some of the best from other WW1 poets: http://www.theweek.co.uk/arts-life/59798/twelve-great-first-world-war-poems. This #veteran hopes they may fortify hearts in training for peacemaking.
From my old galaxy note 2, possibly with some cheap fisheye lens.
ominous clouds and sunlight.
Killed by a sniper's bullet in WW1 poet Joyce Kilmer remembered trees beyond the trenches:
I think that I shall never see
a poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; a tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray; a tree that may in summer wear a nest of robins in her hair; upon whose bosom snow has lain; who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.