Untitled post from June 30, 2025
📷 Day 30: Solitude A lone hawk resting in the oak outside my window. Quiet, still, and completely at ease in its own space. #mbjune
📷 Day 30: Solitude A lone hawk resting in the oak outside my window. Quiet, still, and completely at ease in its own space. #mbjune
📷 Day 29: Winding A quiet road from years ago, curving through the trees. I’ve always liked how it disappears just out of sight. #mbjune
📷 Day 28: Ephemeral This was our boat after Hurricane Milton last October. The rain filled it overnight. It was a moment that came and went quickly. #mbjune
📷 Day 27: collective My first raised garden bed. A collective of herbs and veggies, each one small on its own but coming together to make something special. 🌱 #mbjune
📷 Day 26: Bridge Old rail bridge in downtown Tampa, FL.
📷 Day 25: Decay What we see as decay, nature sees as renewal. These fungi don’t just mark the end — they begin the next chapter.
📷 Day 24: Bloom Not even in the ground yet and already showing off!
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📷 Day 23: Fracture Our neighbors tree after Hurricane Milton last year October 2024 it fractured were luckily it didn't damage anything.
📷#mbjune Day 22: Hometown After the storm, the streets of my hometown fall into a kind of quiet only a big-city suburb knows—where palm trees sway under a fire-lit sky, and ever…