just standing there
cows out in the snowy field
feeling restless
Waking up feeling restless. No particular reason, no particular thought, no where to go. Going with the flow of it.
1533. going with the flow
Waking up feeling restless. No particular reason, no particular thought, no where to go. Going with the flow of it.
1532. it’s Christmas!
sleeping in
dreaming of Christmas
in my dreams
A very merry Merry Christmas to all!🎄❄️♥️
1531. sailing home
frosty moon—
sailing home for the holidays
in good company
“Home for The Holidays” - 10x8” - Origami Mixed Media
At night, the moon is bright. Without darkness, we could never see the light. Happy Holidays to all!
1530. simply gorgeous
canada geese
lifting off up into the sky
breaking the silence
It was sunny and just a bit breezy. Around the golf course across the expansive of shiny white ground, multiple groups of Canada geese had gathered together to forage through the snow. There was the occasional soft quacky murmur or throaty growl, but mostly there was silence. My eyes skimmed the scenic view in slow motion, when all of a sudden a cacophony of honking flew into the air in front of me. I looked up, then saw another group of geese lifting off over my head, and then in the distance another as if someone or some thing had turned on a switch or sounded a call for every bird across the golf course to take flight. It was simply gorgeous.
1529. me-you-us-them
there they are:
up-down, down-up, here, there,
they’re everywhere!
In the museum, so much to look at so much to see.
1528. woohoo!
no moon tonite
train lights up the way—then
whistles
December 21, Winter Solstice, the shortest day and the longest night. The snow was slanting down. Out the back window, empty trees and clusters of shrubs covered in white. Off to the left I heard the distant whistle. The headlights lit up the overhead power lines as the train hurried on by with another whistle. It was snowing—woohoo!
1527. making marks
smoke rings
floating up from a pot of tea
ahhh…
Fragrant smoke rings, wafting up from a pot of hot jasmine tea on a cold morning. Detail of a small painting at an exhibition. I didn’t paint this…wish I had. It’s the little things that turn me on.
1526. asters
autumn freeze
tiny flowers daring to bloom
in the morning sun
Tiny white flowers look like they are enjoying the warm morning sun. It’s still autumn, three more days winter comes in. I wonder, will they still be blooming.
1525. all ears
my, my,
what big ears you have, my dear….
the better to hear you!
Was that the Big Bad Wolf or Mickey Mouse?!
1524. love poem
stepping back
for a closer look
at love
“Amor Caritas,” Angel of Love at the Michener Museum.
And the Angel of Love came down and waved its magic wand all over the world. Rumi said, “Love is the bridge between you and everything.” Love is essential, if we are to grow. Love what you love—music, paintings, poems, books, science, nature, hopes and dreams….your home, animals, children, your lover. Hafiz said, “Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.” This is what love feels like for me.
1523. sunday morning
chilly morning
let’s build a fire to warm up
the maple syrup
Sunday morning is for pancakes. Dan likes to warm up the maple syrup.😘
1522. jolly good!
a pumpkin:
it can’t see or think or feel, but
it sure does taste good!
Gobble gobble, stuffing its cheeks—a jolly squirrel! ‘Tis the season!
1521. the sun
there goes the sun
same old, same old, and yet….
speechless
There goes the sun, just doing its thing. It’s really something. Isn’t it? Makes me think of that old Frankie Laine song that goes, “That lucky old sun got nothin’ to do but roll around heaven all day….”
1520. doggie of the month
center stage—
posing with perfect poise
la centerfold!
Stepping out from behind the curtain to pose with perfect poise—drumroll, please! There she is: Mizz December!
1519. up against the fence
no one
teeing off—the 13th hole
foggy
Balmy morning, fog rising up from the ground. Far in the distance, ground sprinklers going full blast! No one out on the golf course. Soft sounds of silence, thick enough to hear an echo. Pretty. 🎬
1518. rain gods
dawn—
velvet footprints of the rain gods
dancing
Dawn, it’s been raining—rain, rain, rain twelve more hours, maybe more. There goes a car off to work….glad it’s not me.
1517. moments
me and you
taking pictures—
late autumn
It’s still Autumn. Some days warm, some days cold—in the 20s or 30s or 40s, even 50s.
So much to see, taking it all in. I never tire of seeing you in action.
“The best things in life are not things, they are moments.” Some moments go by in a flash. Some moments linger. And some moments go on and on.
1516. tiny wonder
cherry red
the flowers in my garden
…a ghost?!
Delightful, the cyclamen in my window-sill garden blooming in time for the holidays. Watching the pot of soil drinking up water from the saucer below, I look close, then a little closer….a wispy spider, white as a ghost! Where’d it come from?!
1515. leaning in
waiting room
nodding against the wall
feeling woozy
Waiting to see the doctor—even the office plants grow weary waiting!🫠
1514. three chairs
one…two…three
and they all fall down, or
ojigi?
Hmmm…At the edge of the woods, three chairs, each one red, toppled over, head low to the ground. Are they all playing a game? Or was it the windy wind? Or ojigi? Ojigi is the Japanese word for bowing, which is a fundamental part of Japanese culture and a common way to show respect.
1513. the dreamer
i once had a cat
she was black on black—
i called her Lucy
“The Dreamer” — 10 x 8” — Origami Composition
Like leaves on a tree or pages in a book….day by day, dreaming the night away. Cats are great sleepers, and dreamers too. Lucy, making the most of her days and her dreams. “All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them.” Walt Disney
1512. two guys
two guys
down in the wooded hollow—
locking horns
We were standing at the top of the 30 foot concrete wall, gazing down into the wooded gully, looking to see what we could see: krkk! k-kk! klkk. k-rkk! k-kk! First, we heard the distant clacking sounds then we saw them—two big bucks locking horns. We watched their horns making contact and hooking, stepping back then hooking again and again. Transfixed—hooked on what we were witnessing—we wondered what was going on. They didn’t appear to be angry. But were they fighting? Were they vying for herd dominance? Were they scraping off their antlers? Or were they just two guys roughhousing? We did see a doe nearby. Hmmm….
1511. abundance
early winter, frosty
ground loaded with acorns—
ooh, a smorgasbord!
I used to think that only squirrels relied on acorns for food. I had no idea of all the other animals—rodents, birds, and mammals—who also eat acorns. Chipmunks, mice, and squirrels. Blue jays, woodpeckers, tufted titmice and common grackles. White-tailed deer, gray and red foxes, crows, wild turkeys, rabbits, raccoons and opossums. Thank God for Oak Trees!
1510. the seagull
standing tall
between earth and heaven
the wind blows
Under the sun, we all live. The tall grasses, trees, rivers, rocks, and seas….the fox, the heron, deer, horses, birds, and bees….cats, dogs, fishes and fleas. And the whole of humanity, too.
This is the last of my posts inspired by three days in Cape May and life by the sea.🙏
1509. seven Santas
two on the porch,
two more in the windows,
and three on the roof!
After all these years, Christmas is still my favorite holiday and Santa can still surprise and delight me. December 2, twenty-three days to Christmas….and seven Santas appear! Will the real Santa Claus please stand up!🎅 🥰
1508. all is well
sounds of the sea
are mesmerizing
even to a gull
On the beach, looking out on the sea….paying attention to the rolling sounds of the ocean returning to itself wave after wave. Mesmerized. Feeling a deep sense of peace in the world outside and inside and for a time, all is well and all is well.