The gr8ful grind

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

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Thursday, August 22, 2013


A couple of week ago I was cooking on the Bar-B-Que when I happened to look up and there in my front yard was this guy, sitting on the post there on lookout for the rest of his flock that was down below feeding on grass seeds. So I ran inside, held my breath that he wouldn't take off, and then went back out and snagged this. (Click the photo to really get a sense of his feathers) Madras, Oregon; July, 2013.

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