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 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!
“Good eye!” 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 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.
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!!!
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.
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 mind….a sudden realization—the ah ha moment!—every raindrop was different….like snowflakes.
Just sayin… I couldn’t resist having a little fun with this. It’s my latest art piece and it sure does make me happy just looking at it. Here’s something that I read this morning: “Creativity is Intelligence, having fun!” Albert Einstein said that. I can’t speak for Intelligence, but I sure do have a whole lotta fun creating with paper! 🙃
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 now….young teens just standing around or hanging back leaning against the wall—the 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.
“Dreaming of Christmas!” - 8x10” - Origami collage
Here’s my latest art piece. When I was growing up, Christmas was one of my two favorite holidays. It still is. Even though this isn’t 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 don’t much care for chocolate chip cookies, but for him I’d make an exception.😘 Ummm….i can smell the cookies now!
Got up late…. No picture to post…. Not much to say…. It’s OK.
