1352. a little tipsy


the party’s over:
cat with the hat
a little tipsy!

 


I gave that balloon to Dan around the New Year holiday….six months later, it’s still hanging on!





1351. making the most of it


i don’t know
i don’t know i don’t know
i don’t know

 


There are times I just don’t know what to say. This morning is one of them.🙃




1350. away from it all


fisherman
quietly catching a snooze
in the sand


 


Away from it all….a day on the beach surf fishing. Sometimes, I suppose, catching a quiet snooze beats catching a fish!😘 





1349. he said, she said….


chill morning—
“don’t want to go back to the heat…”
“it’ll be okay”

 


Last morning by the sea in Barnegat Light before heading home to the city, thinking ahead….




1348. whew!



day’s end
from the shore another shore….
what a sky!




Weekend in Barnegat on Long Beach Island. Arriving yesterday, the temperature here measured 73😊….back home it was 95🥵 Whew!





1347. daydreaming


two hearts together
thru thick and thin, sun and rain—
morning glories




Morning Glories….nothing special. Just weeds, you say—but oh, how they shine.  





1346. wow!


orange daylilies 
orange, all the way to the end….
wow!


 

It was a hot, sunny day. Walking slowly around the neighborhood, I saw a great number of orange daylilies leaning out from a very long stone wall. Pausing to admire and wonder….hmm, how many?So I walked to one end and began counting, moving along, step by step, inch by inch, all the way to the other end, and ending with 851. Wow! While these beautiful flowers bloom only for one day, it’s said that a mature clump can produce 200 to 400 blooms over a month, or more. No doubt, this mass of daylilies could easily produce thousands! Here’s a closer look:



1345. now and then


simmering down
thinking of the good old days….
cooling off

 


Weather forecast:  HOT! HOT!! HOT!!!🥵 

Now and then it’s good to look back at the way things were.😘




1344. Bonnie & Clyde



no doubt about it
a handsome couple, those two
Bonnie & Clyde


 

This week, I’m cat sitting Bonnie and Clyde. A very handsome couple, don’t you think! These two cats are the sweetest, funnest, most affectionate brother and sister you could hope to adopt. My upstairs neighbors did just that.  


Now the original Bonnie and Clyde were American criminals, serial bank robbers and killers, who went on a crime spree during the Great Depression from 1932 to 1934. They were a handsome couple too! There’s an Academy Award winning movie made about their crime spree, starring Warren Beatty and Faye Dunaway. It’s a good one.  



1343. a sunny day


sunday morning
off to a running start
a sunny day



 

Off to a running start. Some of us walk, some of us run, some of us drive. That’s what makes the world go round.





1342. the last laugh


hey,
look at that tree laughing at me
without any teeth!

 


It’s plain as day that in the end after all is said and done….trees will have the last laugh! 😘





1341. smorgasbord



smorgasbord:
lingering here and there, my eyes
get a bellyful





It’s a treat entering a room or a painting or even a photo and your eyes linger, roaming from image to image, slowly gazing here and there then pausing from time to time for a closer look at something that recalls some pleasant memory. Old shoes, slippers, spring water, coconut water, green tea, sweet easter lilies, a plastic funnel, ceramic bowls and vases, postcards and paintings. It’s like feasting my eyes at a Smorgasboard with sweet anticipation. This could make a pleasant jigsaw puzzle, don’t you think?





1340. elephants


standing tall
one on top of another—
nine elephants 





“Elephant Totem” — 40” long, each one 4” — Folded Paper, Ink, Brass Bells

Hanging in the entranceway to the baby’s room, here is the elephant totem for Judah, that I mentioned earlier in post #1330. These origami elephants are folded from 6 inch papers that I painted with eyes and toes and noses, then added little brass bells.  In spiritual cultures, bells are believed to hold the power of protection and have been used for centuries to bring peace and enlightenment. May Judah grow to be strong, intelligent, and true-hearted.🙏
.





1339. twilight


the moon and the sun
high above and down below—
trading places




There’s the day and the night and all the space in between. It’s the in-between moments that get lost in the shuffle when I forget to slow down and stop to wonder and ask myself….‘what if’ and ‘why.’ So as Stephen Hawking once said, “ Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet…”




 

1338. by the sea


scattered clouds
in a thousand places—
the sky, the sky




The thing I love most about being by the ocean is all that sky.





1337. 1946


long long ago
and like it was yesterday—
it’s a girl!

 


Feeling grateful that my mom and pop brought me to America. I couldn’t find a picture with me in it—that’s my brother—but it’ll do just fine. I wanted to post a picture of my parents and, one more time, to say thank you for giving me life.♥️




1336. say cheese!😁


at the shore
everyone’s taking pictures—
myself included!



What would we all do without our phones! 📱 




1335. shore traffic


crossing the dunes
from one side to the other
beach bunny

 


Slowing down at the beach…. I was just telling Dan—it’s nice not to have to do anything but sit, not to have to be anywhere but here, enjoying the sand and the surf and the sky. He agrees. 




1334. chopsticks


hey, it’s us:
two chopsticks on the beach—
good morning!


 

Feeling right at home.😊 Good morning from Cape May! 




1333. is-ness


the game’s over
everyone’s going home….
and so’s the sun




Nothing fancy. This is life. It is what it is. Things simply are what they are.  Or as Zen master Shunryu Suzuki was fond of saying, “things as it is.” That’s life.





1332. what’s in a name


again and again
i wonder what to post next!
miss monroe




“Pluteaceae”  I think that’s what these mushrooms are called, or that’s how Picture This identifies them. They remind me of Marilyn Monroe’s famous white dress. I might call these mushrooms:  “Miss Monroe” 😘
 




1331. Sunday morning….



step-by-step
crossing the bridge together,
and yet alone
*
doing their thing
just one man and one dog….
that’s all





In the quiet stillness of Sunday morning, crossing over the bridge by the creek….slowly, slowly the sun rises up in the sky. 





1330. elephants


sun’s going down….
closing up shop for the day
an elephant winks!

 


Greg’s a grandfather now.  His daughter had a baby, her first, and named him Judah. Cool name. I’m making an elephant totem to hang in his room that he may be blessed with the fine qualities of these majestic animals. Strength. Intelligence. Loyalty.   






1329. what if….



summer heat
shimmering grasses and a groundhog
disappearing 


 


Here’s another “what if…”  This was a pretty picture all green—green trees, green grasses—pleasant, cool and refreshing to see. Then I thought what if the scene changed from color to black & white. I was delightfully surprised to see the groundhog nearly disappear.




1327. up up and away



up up and away
floating away from the clouds….
there goes the moon

 


Like a balloon….





1326. rock star!



a stump for a seat 
this Rocketman rocks his tunes 🎶
that’s Dan!

 


Outside the Lehigh Valley Charter High School for the Arts there sat a piano waiting to be played. So he rolled up the keyboard cover and sat down to play. He’s no Elton John for sure, but who cares!😘

By the way, the Elton John movie, Rocketman, really rocks with story and song.




1325. nothing fancy


nothing fancy
but they sure smell sweet
yellow roses





My mind and imagination are still reeling from the incredible engineering feat of the old Bethlehem Steel  plant that we visited earlier this week. I continue to browse through the many photographs taken that day, viewing them with a sense of wonder. Here is another picture I took while there on the grounds of the factory. It makes me smile.😊 





1324. going green


tall and proud 
rusted out giants of man
going green

 


At the feet of abandoned turbines and towers made by man, native grasses and shrubs and flowers growing green. Like it or not, Nature always wins out.




1323. out of this world


smoke stacks 
all the way up to the sky….
speechless



Yesterday we drove to Bethlehem, PA and walked around the 10-acre campus of the former Bethlehem Steel company. I was awestruck by the structural grandeur and corrodent beauty of what had once been one of the world’s largest steel producing and shipbuilding companies. I almost couldn’t take it all in—iron and steel, endless walkways all the way up to the sky. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. It was pure art, marvelously magnificent!




1322. morning offering



fallen leaves
yesterday’s dreams
gone now





This morning’s offering. Old faded leaves and an empty wooden bench sitting quietly.

A haiku is a short Japanese poem that captures a fleeting moment in time, written in three lines more or less and containing 17 syllables or sound bites. Sometimes fewer words offer more.





1321. good eye!


is it or isn’t it,
on top of the stump rot,
alive?


Walking along the woods, we were shooting the breeze.  I stopped and pointed 30 feet away, deep in the shadows, a silhouette….”Hey, look, a squirrel!” Closer, 20 feet away….”No it isn’t, it’s not moving.” Closer still and still not moving. I clicked the shutter one final time just as it jumped and disappeared.  A chipmunk.

“Good eye!” she said.



1320. what if….



moonlight on the water
the scent of flowers in the wind
and snow in summer 



I paused, looked up at those trees and thought for just a moment, what if….so I brought them home. Green is green and white is white—sometimes things look prettier in black and white.







1319. wishes


stars
a pocketful of stars…
make a wish!



Making wishes.




1318. always



red maples
under the red maples…
too many to count
*
holding on
fluttering in cool breezes…
soon they will fall 


 


Appreciating every day events. No need to travel far and wide to see something of beauty and wonder. Truth is always at hand.




1317. pretty funny


rain falls
and flowers open….
it’s spring!



 

A spider is a spider is a spider—but not this one. It’s a Spiderwort. What a funny name for a pretty flower. When I was little, I was afraid of spiders. I still am—but not this one. 




1316. I spy!


orange, orange
as far as the eye can see….
and just one bee

 


Playing a game of I Spy—the bee and I. Can you find him?🐝




1315. dreaming….



50 feet up
in the air: heaven’s chopsticks…
big as the moon!

 


Now all I need is a bowl of rice big as the moon!🌕 




 

1314. coquette



spring breeze…
ruffling its petals—
white peony



 

So ladylike, it sways in the cool spring breeze, fluttering its petals like a petticoat—white peony.




1313. the road to home



step by step
the long road to home—
seeing stars ⭐️ ⭐️



I made a wish for 1,000 mornings….and when they’re gone 1,000 more….




1312. rat-a-tat-tat!!!


the woodpecker
ever steady as he goes—
obeys the law
*
the woodpecker
pecks and pecks and pecks and 
flies away






Standing in place—legs steady, and yet: head going 13 to 15 mph….20 pecks per second….8,000 to 12,000 times per day. Whew!!!




1311. good neighbors


standing guard
at the top of the grassy knoll
old souls at rest


 


Across the street from the old tree in yesterday’s blog was the old cemetery—another reminder of times past and so many souls who used to be. And I thought….how would it feel to just be, what would it be like to live in a world at peace. Wouldn’t it be nice to slow down and relax and just live with a sense of belonging, neighbor to neighbor….for a little while, anyway.




1310. reminiscing



the tree
and all it’s used-to-be….
posing for a picture

 


Passing by the cemetery, I glimpsed this old tree with stumps of trunk cut down and carefully placed along the ground all around the base. I stopped the car, drove back, found a nearby place to park and walked over. The tree still had some life. It was beautiful. I stood a while just looking. It brought me back to those times of looking at old pictures, of places or of people, and thinking of how things used to be.





1309. me & my shadow


step by step
on a thousand tiny legs
behind and in front

 



What did one leg say to the other leg? Alone we can do little….together we can move the world! Let’s do it!

(This is a screenshot I took from a video sent to me by a FB friend. Many thanks, Mary!)




1308. sundown


blaze of sky
putting out the light—
end of the day
*
the beauty of
no color…no sound…
what a world!





Again, looking out the window…. This was just around the corner from home—you don’t have to go very far to travel to beautiful places.