up in the sky
hiding out in the trees—
is that the moon?!
*
hallelujah!
laugh and be happy
it’s halloween!👻
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!👻
1476. if flowers could talk
deep autumn
growing old together
how do you do?
Come close, look close my friend. It’s never too late to go flower viewing.
1475. things change
same old, same old
things look different now….
things change
Time and time again we look down into the creek to see what we can see. This time approaching the bridge and looking down, I was struck by the different view of the water turning the bend along its shoreline. Quick I took a picture and only later did I see Dan, just there up ahead, gazing down into the creek. Heraclitus, the Greek philosopher was known to have said, “You can never step into the same river twice.” The river doesn’t stand still, and neither do you. Maybe that’s why every Sunday as we pass by on the bridge we always stop to look down to see what we can see.
1474. football sunday
ears up
all set for the extra point—
hairy goalposts!
Yesterday on the way home deciding to take a different route, I was passing by Cisco Park and the great duck pond when off to the left my eye caught site of something out of the ordinary. I stopped, backed up the car, pulled into the park driveway, parked and walked across the street for a closer look. It’s not every day I get to see llamas in the backyard. Cool! Just goes to show you, you never know what you might find when you go a different way.
1473. red
walking alone
seeing red from here to there….
whistling
Walking alone, hedge of autumn’s burning bush, children’s voices off in the distance. Red is my color.
1472. golden meadow
golden meadow
grasses in the withered field
softly softly sing
*
the meadow,
half empty or half full—
which is it?
The meadow, no longer green. Like the glass filled halfway….do you see emptiness or fullness? I like the open spaciousness of half empty, the possibilities. There is no end to growing, the mind is infinite.
1471. the game of life
hop scotch,
tic-tac-toe, climb the ladder,
bullseye!
Going out for a walk I never know where life will take me. Back in time, I find a little garden of hopes and dreams, little voices laughing, calling out—my turn, my turn—wiling away the hours. Enjoying time. Not everything changes. Remember to play.
1470. in my dreams
out in the meadow
together with the flowers
turning pink
I once had a tortie point siamese cat with a face like a puppy. I named her Pinky. She lived to be more than 20, a good long life. If I ever have a dog, I’ll do the same.
1469. get out!
nothing to do
but gaze down in the water
autumn chill
I wrote this one day when I was feeling sad. Someone once told me: Things change. When you’re feeling low….get out, go outside. Look up at the sun, look out the trees, look down at the flowers and the grasses, too….and breathe it all in. Things change.
1468. talking head?!!
faffing….
putting on the big suit
pink puppy
Thinking of what to do next and messing around with ideas and papers…then this popped up—
David Byrne said that music is very physical and often the body understands it before the head. This was the inspiration behind the Big Suit costume that he wore for several of the songs in his Talking Heads concert movie, Stop Making Sense. He wanted to make his head appear small. It worked. The movie’s a real winner! You can see it on YouTube. 
1465. pondering
wandering poet
in a world of his own—
rain or shine
There he goes. He lives down the street, around the bend. For years now, I’ve seen him passing by along neighborhood streets walking around with umbrella and a carryall bag, or two. He’s always well dressed, and with care. He never hurries. Now and then he appears miles away, just walking. I like to imagine if asked where’s he going or why, he might say something like, “Go slow, my friend. Every day comes and every day goes, don’t miss out. You never know how the day will unfold. You just never know.”
1464. tiny tree
a leaf
leaves a lasting impression
of home
*
a leaf
at my feet, all the way
home
I have yet to meet a leaf that I didn’t like.
1463. so big
so big—
i could almost reach out and
touch the moon
My picture, it’s not very clear but that’s okay. At first when I saw it, the moon was low in the sky and it was big, so big. Heading home, I pulled the car to the curb, walked over to the chain-link fence and took out my phone. “Look at the moon,” I said to a man walking alone. He stopped and turned to look back. “It’s called a supermoon,” I explained. We stood there a while taking it in. “Yes, it’s full,” he spoke softly, “I don’t know why I didn’t see it. My mind must’ve been lost in thoughts. Thanks.” For a moment I thought to myself….No, I can’t touch it but i can take it home and write about it.
1462. Dan
my heart
my king of hearts
Dan
*
wishing you
a super special day today—
happy birthday!
In every heart a flower blooms, he is my heart. He is my heart, my king of hearts. Happy Birthday, honey!!!♥️
1461. the tall one
the sun comes up,
a lone man leans into a tree
and looks up
A Cree Indian prophecy: “Only when the last tree has been cut down, the last fish has been caught, and the last stream poisoned, will we realize we cannot eat money.”
1460. oranges
orange
on orange, on orange—
the big pileup!
*
they all look alike
no eyes, no noses, no teeth—
oranges!
*
having fun
getting lost in the crowd
of pumpkins!
Hey, look at all those pumpkins—one, two, three, four…. I began to count, but quickly got lost in the crowd! 😘
1459. just leaves
side by side
one to another, leaves—
the wind blows
We’re all on this same earth together: red, yellow, gray, brown, black, white. Life is short. Let’s get along.
1458. center stage
gazing….
all the time in the world
and gazing
Grazing—feeding on grasses in the open field—far away from the herd, a young black cow stops to gaze up at me….what does he see?
1457. funhouse
descending
all the way down to earth—
northern lights!
No, I didn’t get to see the northern lights last night, but I think this house did! Zoom in, look around at all the laughing faces.🎃
1456. in the dark
in the stillness
of early dawn, a cricket chirps
and wild geese fly by
The day begins….
1455. sunny skies
against the blue sky
orange and a solitary bee
buzzing
End of the growing season after all the summer crops have died down, some things holding for sunny skies.
1454. sunflower
past its peak
leaves old and brown and brittle,
but beautiful
*
in a short life
summer’s sunflower darkens,
deep autumn
*
how tall it stands
standing like an old scarecrow—
is it lonely?
At times, thoughts keep rolling in. My first thought: ‘beautiful.’ I wanted to climb over the fence, reach out a gentle hug and whisper, ‘there, there, things will be better tomorrow.’ 🤗
1453. memory lane
lifting off….
first ride on the scooter
looking back
First scooter ride—will she remember? Day by day as we go thru life, there are many ‘firsts’: first birthday, first tooth, first step and first word, first day at school, first job after school, first car, first kiss and “I love you,” first smell of Spring, first sunrise, first look at the ocean, first trip overseas. So many times to look back on and remember. How we spend our days is how we spend our lives.
1452. home
out in the meadow
tiny flowers and old leaves….
and the birds
In the mist and fog, autumn’s meadow becomes a wetland of fallen grasses and leaves and tiny asters. Even such ordinary things are something of beauty to write home about.
1451. hamlet
the nose hesitates
before the orange mushrooms….
sniff! sniff!
*
one mushroom
lifts its tiny cap to look up
at the nose
To bite or not to bite….that is the question.
1450. girlfriends
taking a break
in a bed of leaves—
all smiles
Ahh yes, the freedom to just sit down, surrounded by leaves, and enjoy the scenery. That’s Charo and Siku.😁🐶
1449. in China….
a sea of yellow
taking me all the way home
to the yellow sea
1448. enlightenment
up on the roof
lighting up inside out….
moon gazing
Hmmm…. Gaze at the moon long enough and strange things can happen.😉
1447. the game of life
one moment
to remember a lifetime—
believe
I recently watched a heart-warming movie about the Homeless World Cup—“A Beautiful Game.” Based on real events centered on international soccer competitions—and the larger Game of Life—the movie conspires to inspire connectedness and hope…and winning beyond the game. Hope plus action makes things happen.
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