1605. wanderings

i love this tree

no longer splendid….

what now? 

I’ve been working on this one for days. I think it’s done…

Emptiness is the best part of everything. I think. It’s what catches the eye, inviting imagination to come, to wander and wonder about some bird, or perhaps some other kind of creature, who took it upon itself to poke a hole in this tree that had been growing tall for 60 or 70 years, maybe  longer, and changed its course giving it a new meaning and purpose. All this time, it was busy being a tree, and now what?

Where am I? What am I doing now? Why am I here? The tree doesn’t ask, it just goes along with the flow of whatever comes along today, and today, and today. Why can’t I?  Some days I need answers. Some days I simply enjoy the imperfections.  

And Leonard Cohen said, “There’s a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.”

1604. woof!

yo-hey!

here’s one for the blog—

woof! woof!

Pulled over to the side of the road, a big high-top van, big paws on the wheel, sits with a big Saint Bernard in the driver’s seat. He barks, it shakes, I keep going….but not before I take a picture.😘

1603. forbidden drive

chairs placed just so

waiting for the parade to pass by

best views in town

 

A favorite venue for walkers, strollers, dogs, runners, hikers, and cyclists, Forbidden Drive is a 7-mile-long rolling gravel and asphalt trail that runs alongside the Wissahickon Creek along the outskirts of Philadelphia. It has a ton of picturesque views and is source to countless single-track trails that run up into wooded hills and sprawling open meadows. The best part is “no vehicle traffic allowed.” That’s where it gets its name.