Saturday, August 23, 2025

Weekend Roundup - H

This week's assignment: Starts with H, Favorite, and High.

Starts with H: We found this HOUSE in Tennessee. I don't often take pictures of houses, but this one caught my eye. Not only do I like the stone, but the owner built it on a beautiful piece of property.

Of course, HAY also starts with H. I like the colorful netting protecting these round bails.


 
Favorite: If you have stopped by this blog before or actually know me, you won't be surprised to see a HORSE as my favorite. Of course, this is one of Whiskey from my archives. He still lives in Oklahoma. Sure miss him.


High: Devil's Tower is one of our favorite places to visit. It could be because we were married in the nearby town of Sundance, Wyoming, or it could be because it's impressive.

Climbers seem to like scaling the massive rock. If you click on the picture and enlarge it, you might be able to find someone in this shot. 

But if not, I cropped it for you. See him on the far left side?

I zoomed in from the ground for this shot.

Watching him through the camera made my toes tingle. Not a fan of heights.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Linking to The Weekend Roundup 

9 comments:

  1. ...I love to photograph HOUSES! HAY is everywhere HERE. A HANDSOME HORSE and Devils Tower looks like a HUGE tree stump! Betty, thanks for stopping by.

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  2. aww..... fantastic photos of a climber..... excellent captures.

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  3. Too bad Whiskey couldn't move with you, he looks really nice. I'm wondering if he rides. That is a pretty one in a pretty setting indeed. I can't remember the last time I've seen a bale of hay.

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  4. Wow, that rock climbing experience must be thrilling

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  5. A beautiful white horse Betty I knew you would have a horse in there somewhere. Great post. I hope you have a great week ahead.

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  6. 🪶 Hello Betty, on this Sunday when the light invites itself,
    Clarity settles in infinite lace,
    Each street seems like a verse that the sun recites,
    And the earth bows under the azure that blesses.

    Gardens are canvases where the dawn rests,
    Each flower there composes a fragrance of a novel,
    And time, gentle sculptor, chisels everything,
    To engrave the horizon of a bright present.

    May this day remind us, around an alley,
    May peace be drawn in familiar gestures,
    For life is only a step, only a veiled trace,
    A fragile poem with ephemeral accents.
    I took the liberty of adding myself to your list of friends,
    I invite you with great pleasure in my universe,
    Bise, Régis.

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  7. That is one brave soul to climb that huge rock! Love the house and the horse!

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  8. Hi Betty, I would love to visit Devils Tower, I've spent time in Wyoming but didn't know about this. I'm sure you miss Whisky, he's gorgeous. Sorry posting late, I've been away this week, in Nashville! Have a nice rest of your week. Dawn

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