Not in great shape, I'm afraid, far from perfect. But it's all we've got. Be gentle with it - our earth.
It's Doodle Week, and today the subject is Earth.
Not in great shape, I'm afraid, far from perfect. But it's all we've got. Be gentle with it - our earth.
It's Doodle Week, and today the subject is Earth.
You see fields of sunflowers all over France, but I always associate them with the Loire Valley area. I love the sight of a full field in bloom and it's fascinating to watch the heads all turn together towards the sunlight. The French for sunflower is tournesol - turn [to the] sun.
Every year we leave France at the end of June/beginning of July and return in early September. We always miss the best of the sunflowers, so here is my very own sunflower.
It's Doodle Week, and today the subject is sunflower.
When our dog was still alive I used to take her for walks several times a day. When it was cold I used to wrap up in my son's coat because it was warm and cozy.
One evening, as I was approaching home, I felt the label of the coat scratching my neck. I tried to adjust it with my free hand, the other one being busy with the dog's lead. I rapidly discovered that the label was moving around. A lot.
I put on a mighty sprint, which involved jumping down the four steps to the front door, dragging the poor old dog behind me. She and I crashed through the front door at the same time, she landed on her nose while I stripped all my clothes off as fast as I possibly could (it was a record, let me tell you) until I found the moving label. This was it.
It was ENORMOUS. And it was angry. And it's antennae were red. And they were whizzing around so fast, they were a blur.
It's Doodle Week, and today it's a bug.