Bikers always look fancy-free and ready for a good time!
By the way, “C’mon C’mon” is a sweet, thought-provoking film about what it means to be an adult and a kid in today’s world. Here’s a film trailer: https://www.google.com/search?q=c%27mon+c%27mon+movie&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en-us&client=safari
“Months and days are eternal travelers, as are the years that come and go….” and so the birds traveling across the sky, ever searching for greener grasses. Every day is a journey home.
Joy…hope…sorrow…renewal…celebrations of life. Through all seasons of life and living, flowers and trees remain endless sources of inspiration—especially from Sadhya’s garden.
Woke up at 5 and pulled up the shade….it was snowing….pretty and peaceful and silent….then my neighbor next door pulled out his leaf-blower to blow off the snow from his pickup, his trash cans, his sidewalk, and the ground all around. Oh, well…
It was Sunday morning. Perched on the branch of a very large tree overhanging the Wissahickon Creek, we spotted the great heron. Like a pastor in the pulpit, the heron was silently gazing out over the congregation of wild birds passing through as they leisurely paddled by along the icy waters. First the ducks, three green-headed males with a single female, all followed by a few small groups of geese with black heads and white cheeks as their long necks swiveled to look around here and there. Several of the geese lingered there slowly circling just under the heron. Were they listening to this week’s sermon, I wonder.
On yesterday’s walk around the neighborhood, an old broken down fence got my attention, then I spotted bunches of fresh green leaves with little white flowers popping up from the ground—first flowers of the new year! I don’t know if they were snow bells or snow drops or snow flakes. I’ll just call them dingle-dangles!
Strolling through the Arboretum, I couldn’t help but notice how much green there was in the garden this time of year, with temperatures in the 20s and forecast of snow. All the green, and then seeing that old tree with just a touch of pink, made me think of spring and feeling young again.
Yesterday, watching the Eagles-Giants football game on the tv screen, my eyes kept drifting outside to the clouds in the sky passing by. Singular and quite large, they made me think of blue whales traveling like a caravan across the southern sky. They were beautiful. The home-team played poorly and lost the game. Oh, well. And I didn’t take a picture of the game or those beautiful smoke-colored clouds. Oh, well. Anyway, I do like this picture.
“Two Crows” - 5x7” - Origami Collage
Two crows sitting in a tree. Crows have a lot to say, even the little ones.
Out of nowhere, his ding wouldn’t ding, was driving him nuts. He said, “send me a text,” and still no ding. “Try again.” She did; no ding. “Go to the Verizon Store,” she said. He refused. (He’s a stubborn fellow.) “Try again!” No ding. “Again!” (He was driving her nuts!)ð
Well, he finally figured it out in his settings: all along, his text notifications were on silent mode.ðĪŠ
No matter how much or how many times I look at the sky, it’s never the same. The sun suns, and the runner runs by without a glance and i, i just look on in silence. Everything does its thing.
