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.
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 worldâs largest steel producing and shipbuilding companies. I almost couldnât take it all inâiron and steel, endless walkways all the way up to the sky. I couldnât take my eyes off of it. It was pure art, marvelously magnificent!
âGood eye!â she said.
Appreciating every day events. No need to travel far and wide to see something of beauty and wonder. Truth is always at hand.
A spider is a spider is a spiderâbut not this one. Itâs a Spiderwort. What a funny name for a pretty flower. When I was little, I was afraid of spiders. I still amâbut not this one.
Standing in placeâlegs steady, and yet: head going 13 to 15 mphâŠ.20 pecks per secondâŠ.8,000 to 12,000 times per day. Whew!!!
Across the street from the old tree in yesterdayâs blog was the old cemeteryâanother reminder of times past and so many souls who used to be. And I thoughtâŠ.how would it feel to just be, what would it be like to live in a world at peace. Wouldnât it be nice to slow down and relax and just live with a sense of belonging, neighbor to neighborâŠ.for a little while, anyway.
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.
Sitting in the passenger seat, entertaining myself with a gaze out the window, watching rain fall, drop by drop filling the lake, emptying my mindâŠ.a sudden realizationâthe ah ha moment!âevery raindrop was differentâŠ.like snowflakes.
Just sayin⊠I couldnât resist having a little fun with this. Itâs my latest art piece and it sure does make me happy just looking at it. Hereâs something that I read this morning: âCreativity is Intelligence, having fun!â Albert Einstein said that. I canât speak for Intelligence, but I sure do have a whole lotta fun creating with paper! đ
This picture takes me back to the old community meeting hall and Friday night socials when all the neighborhood kids went dancing on Friday nights. I can see them nowâŠ.young teens just standing around or hanging back leaning against the wallâthe boys, too shy to ask for a dance, and the girls nervously hoping and waiting to be asked. I was one of them. Social scenes sure have changed.
âDreaming of Christmas!â - 8x10â - Origami collage
Hereâs my latest art piece. When I was growing up, Christmas was one of my two favorite holidays. It still is. Even though this isnât the way Christmas was when I was little, just one look and I tumble all the way back to childhood: a star full of stars, the fireplace glowing red and rust, a tray filled with chocolate chip cookies, and the dogs. I donât much care for chocolate chip cookies, but for him Iâd make an exception.đ UmmmâŠ.i can smell the cookies now!
Got up lateâŠ. No picture to postâŠ. Not much to sayâŠ. Itâs OK.
