The sky & my animals (usually taken in combination) are my soul menders and they kindly send my mostly wordless prayers on to the Maker. Cycling does me a world of good via the magic medicine of endorphins, but when things get really rough, I need the sky. That's how we picked our home - the house was a wreck set in a glorious open circle.

VERY NICE PHOTOS, and oh, sweet parakeets - my Grammy's greeny-yellow Pepe said a jillion funny, pertinent things and kept her going through very hard times.