1896. strange bedfellows


in the sweet shop
something sour’s going on
pucker up!






There we were in a long line of people standing in line at the bakery, all eyes roaming the display cases, eyeing muffins and croissants and turnovers and cakes and cookies. And there on top, front and center, my eyes centered on a curious lineup of jars—pickled cabbage, pickled gherkins, and lutenitsa chutney!  Strange bedfellows!πŸ˜‹πŸ˜





1895. together


together 
4 ears, 2 tails, and whiskers
day dreaming




 

Rain, rain, rain, rain. Listening to the pitter-patter of rain dripping and dropping all along the windowsills. I don’t mind rainy days when I can stay inside and read or watch a good movie or just faff around with paper or paint or whatever. This morning, scrolling through my camera roll, I came across one of my very favorite digital drawings of Mikey and Willey. How they so often just lolled about in quiet stillness. Were they daydreaming? I enjoy daydreaming, making time to let my mind roam awhile here and there, especially with someone on the same wavelength. 🐢🦊




1894. execution


toppling over 
like humpty dumpty on the wall
a mighty giant






I stood and watched with mixed feelings. On the one hand marveling at the lumber man‘s skill and, on the other, grieving for the loss of a magnificent tree.😞 When they rebuild that house, I hope they will consider planting another tree or trees.πŸ™πŸ»





1893. hmmm….


hmmm….
two phones, one in each hand—
keeping an eye on things





Well now…. How now brown cow—my mother used to say that.😘 Is he talking or is he listening? Or is he just pretending that he’s got it all under control?!





1891. yippee!


cherries on ice
first snow of the season
yippee!

 


I hope it snows on Christmas!




1890. hooray!


snow❄️
snow, snow, snow, snow❄️
let me take a picture!





First snow of the year, 3 to 7 inches!  She feels like a kid again, at least for a little while.😊





1892. the game of life



shadows and sunlight 
ho-hums and hallelujahs
all roll into one

 


 

“Shadows and Sunlight” — 17x13” — Origami 

Daylight and darkness, the never-ending change of this world. Beginnings and endings, fullness and emptiness, princes and paupers, heroes and wimps, violence and peace. Everything has another side. Everything wins. “To men, some things are good and some are bad. But to God, all things are good and beautiful and just.”—Heraclitus




1889. questions


is it cake or pie?
who cares, it’s gluten free
and totally yum!



 


Here’s an Almond Cake recipe that’s baked in a pie pan. Does that make it a cake or a pie?! Hmmm. Here comes another question: To wheat or not to wheat? For some, that is the real question!πŸ˜† Any other questions, send me a  message.πŸ‘©‍🍳 




1888. by the sea


by the sea
sunny flowers on the dune
tightening my scarf




While in Cape May last weekend for their annual Christmas parade, I saw these goldenrod flowers blooming by the dunes. Even though the day was windy and freezing cold, their bright sunny summer colors warmed me up, but only a little.πŸ˜‰ By the way, it was also surprising to see rose bushes still blooming in so many gardens. . .must be the clean ocean atmosphere with its naturally salty, humid conditions.



1887. far out


mallard ducks
out for a swim in the chilly creek
shiveringπŸ₯Ά
*
it wasn’t them, it was meπŸ₯Ά
shoving my hands deeper

 


It always amazes me how ducks stay warm and dry in water, on water, under water! These ducks were in the Wissahican Creek. In Cape May recently, Dan and I saw a duck deep-sea diving. We watched it float along on top of the ocean, then disappear down under waves briefly before popping up again 15 or 20 yards away. Again and again we watched this routine until it floated way, way off beyond the sea. Far out. 







1886. marking time


two leaves at my feet
one big one and one small
how delightful!


 


Slowing down. Just two leaves, nothing special and yet. Zooming in close, all those lines like a master painter making marks, marking time on the canvas of life. 







 

1885. perfect!


jumping on the beach
christmas tree and gingerbread man
four feet up in the air






When you get to be my age, you think maybe you’ve seen it all but there it was—a first. A walking-talking Christmas tree strolling along on the beach hand-in-hand with a gingerbread man, stopping to pose for pictures jumping up in the air and waving! Meanwhile, back in the background, a perfect backdrop of sea and sky, white-on-white, like a snowy day.  Perfect!





1884. morning sermon


a big ball of light
climbs up over the fence line
without a word



 

Heaven and earth. The highs and lows, the darkness and light, sound and silence, alone and together. The way things are. It’s all good. 




1883. delightful!


hmmm, what’s this red?!
oh, red is my very favorite!
oh joy! oh yum!😺

 



That’s Sable, looking out, keeping an eye on things!!! This is the second picture from my friend in Pittsburgh. Here in Cape May, after two days of all white—icy white skies and white ocean—the sun has come out again, shining, and turned them back to blue. Delightful!





1882. anybody home?


red bird on the sill
looks like he wants to come in
first snow of the year





My friend in Pittsburgh sent me this picture. 





1880. movie night

 


chilly night
looking up at the moon,
waiting for her ride



He:   Pulls up in the car and opens her door.

She:  Steps in, smiles, leans in for a kiss, “Hi, honey!”

He:   “Did you have garlic for dinner?”

She:   . . .Smiling, “The moon looks full.”

We went to the movies to see the Japanese film, Rental Family, an engaging story about an American actor who is hired to portray different roles—family member, friend, partner—in touching situations with people he doesn’t know. Apparently, this is a real business in Japan today that serves the purpose of providing platonic companionship for social events or business situations, for loneliness or for the social etiquette of “saving face.”




1881. in the pink!


hot pink
on a cold, cold morning
in the pink!
*
taking my glove off to
take a picture of a glove!




Hot pink on a cold, cold day! It’s winter!πŸ₯Ά Did you know that pink, as “in the pink,” is said to be the epitome of excellence? Early on Shakespeare used the term “the very pink of courtesy” in his play, Romeo and Juliet.





1879. things change


looking back
how they loved to run and play—
sandpipers
*
free as birds
chasing shadows all day long
no winners, no losers





Rain all day today, maybe snow. It’s cold. Looking back at sunnier days. 




1878. in the mood


the sun goes down
and the tree lights up
she’s all smiles 






Christmas is my favorite holiday. Adding it all up: a 19 inch tree, little tin drums, a few shiny bows, and  a 2-foot string of colored lights—$4.50 plus tax at the Dollar Store.  It doesn’t take much to make this old girl happy.😊 




1877. autumn in the woods



autumn in the woods
trees reflecting off the creek
soft babble of ducks





My first time in weeks walking in the woods along the creek. I realized how much I had been missing this. I took my time walking along the trail until dark as the half moon followed me back home. 





1876. hawk


delightful, and yet
that unmistakable scream
a far away hawk 






Walking along the edge of the woods, I heard that unmistakable scream. Faint as it was, I knew it was a redtail hawk. I don’t know why, but it always thrills me and every time I stop, searching the sky hoping to find a hawk soaring high. This one was perched, facing west, at the very top of a far off tree. Several minutes later, circling back on our walk, the hawk hadn’t moved and was still there looking westward. I took his picture.




1875. food, fun & fones


inbetween courses
time to check in on our phones
before pumpkin pies




 

It was the best of times, a perfect holiday gathering— turkey with gravy and mashed potatoes and string beans almondine and glazed carrots and baked sweet potatoes with apples and cranberry sauce. The eight of us sitting around the dining room table, talking and laughing and eating and playing a game of “Who Does Conor Look Like?” and reminiscing “Who Were You In Another Lifetime?” We all sat around the table for hours, taking it all in with good gusto!πŸ˜ƒ Then it was time to watch NFL football and work on a Christmas jigsaw puzzle with apple pieπŸ₯§ and pumpkin pieπŸ₯§ and peppermint tea. So much to be grateful for. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving next time around!😘





1874. home sweet home



little house on the hill
with a flag waving high—
home sweet home
*
thought for today: 
wherever i go, whatever i do
there’s no place like home






Life is to live and celebrate the wonder of it all. . .the changing colors of summer, autumn, winter and spring. . .sunshine and flowers. . .moonlight and stars. . . fresh air and cool waters. . .family and framily of every kind. . .a warm meal in my belly and a good night’s sleep. There’s much to be thankful for. . .feeling grateful. πŸ™πŸ»





1873. the dogs!



well now, look at this—
a calendar about dogs
gone to the dogs!


 


This is a picture of my wall calendar. It features photographs and short stories of retired K9 dogs. Each month looking at these pictures and reading about these dogs, puts a smile on my face every time. I don’t know where the expression “Going to the dogs!” came from it but it fits here for a different kind of smile and chuckle. Look closely at the bottom of this November page, you’ll see Monday 31. There is no November 31, this month always ends in 30!πŸ˜†




1872. renga


he huffed and he puffed
and he blew all the leaves down
redder than red
*
green grasses now turned to red
soon packed up in paper bags
*
counting the days
thirty-one days to christmas 
will it be white? 






Renga is a genre of Japanese collaborative poetry in which alternate stanzas of 5-7-5 and 7-7 are linked together by multiple poets. It originated as a two-verse poetry exchange that slowly increased in length and was elevated to a literary art during the 12th century. In time, this later led to the haiku form as we know it today. (My style here is more lighthearted than the classical Japanese verse.)





1871. all about coffee


slowly scrolling
following the taste of coffee 
sinking down my throat




 

Sipping coffee, scrolling, looking for a picture to post, a picture to post. So many memories. I like coffee. I have one cup every morning. French Roast. I grind the beans fresh every time. I always enjoy coffee, but this morning was different. I felt the cup in my hand, the warm creamy coffee in my mouth, on my tongue, all the way down my throat and just had to share it. I say Yes! to coffee.  ☕️ 





1870. origami go



round and round she goes 
where she’ll stop nobody knows—
just faffing around

 



Like pieces in a puzzle, or a game of Go, which way to go, I just don’t know. When in doubt, just faff about, and let the pieces show you the way. No rules. Just making it up, feeling my way, day by day. 




1869. watch cat


fat cat
with five fat pumpkins
guarding the goods

 



Who needs a guard dog?! That’s smiling Simon, a red-point Siamese, always on top of things. The neighborhood knows he likes boxes! πŸ˜ΈπŸ“¦πŸ“¦




1868. time passing by



trees bare of leaves
empty tracks of times gone by
the sun settling down
*
leaves are gone
old trains never to return
the time has come




Fallen leaves will never return, old train lines no longer run, but the sun. . .oh, the sun.





1867. do your own thing!


two cyclamen 
sitting on the windowsill, each
doing its own thing

 



Cyclamen, members of the primrose family, grow well in the garden or indoors with blossoms that bloom upside down! Inside cyclamen make good houseplants that can flower nearly continuously thru every season. These two flowers always cheer me. They’re the same and yet. One red one pink, one bigger one smaller, one taller one shorter, one older one younger. Nothing shy or bashful about the little one, she gets right in there and struts her stuff!




1866. anticipation


counting down,
thinking about the good times
 it’s never too early! 






“Anticipation is the purest form of pleasure.” It’s a reliable tool that can be used to create a better emotional mood, to motivate you to persevere thru challenges, and help you to enjoy your journey thru life. It’s good to have something to look forward to. . .celebrating a birthday, graduation or anniversary. . .a weekend or day off from work. . .planning a holiday or vacation. . .reading a good book. . .visiting with family or friends. . .dining out at a favorite restaurant. . .exploring a new idea. . .even simply sleeping in!πŸ€—





 

1865. super-duper!


in bright sunlight
the white oak in autumn
turns coppery

 



Standing back to take it all in, that white oak tree is super-duper, beyond superlatives. Just look at it! To give you a better sense of its magnitude, look at the base of the tree, just left of the trunk, and zoom in, really zoom in, on the teeny-tiny bit of white. That’s Dan standing there!




1864. now and then


an old woman
goes out to view the setting sun
one more time 


 


This time of year, Sunday means football day. I’ve always liked football and I enjoy watching a good game. I remember how as a young girl it was so fun to go out and play touch football with all the kids around the corner from my old house. Yesterday, inbetween games, I went out for a walk to move after sitting inside for hours. I got in my steps for the day, breathed in the fresh air, and looked around. This time of year with shorter days and colder temperatures, especially as the sun goes down, the skies are so beautiful.




1863. music man


no need for fortune
or fame, just makin’ music
and singin’ his song





That’s Dan, he’s my kinda man. 🎢








1862. momijigari


on the trail, red leaves
stopping me in my tracks—
momijigari🍁 

 




Momijigari, “red leaf hunting,” is the cultural tradition in Japan of viewing the changing leaves of autumn. It is a quiet activity that reflects deep appreciation of Nature’s fleeting beauty and honors the passage of time and impermanence of life. 






1861. peace


gentle giant
symbol of peace, goodwill
and harmony




“Peace Be With You” —11x9” — Origami

Peace begins with each one of us.  “When you make peace within yourself, you make peace with the world.” Maha Ghosananda





1860. at the Michener


from every angle
so much to observe and share
wow! wow! wow!





That’s Rachel and Gloria absorbed in observing the fabulous collection of art by Peter Paone on display at the Michener Museum, now thru March 15, 2026. This exhibition, “Not So Still Life,” of acrylic paintings is gorgeously stunning, exciting, inspiring. I must go see it again!





1859. sun or moon?


on the forest floor
one orange mushroom glowing
like the setting sun
-or-
is that the harvest moon
coming down, coming down
to the ground?! 





Among the withering leaves, fresh life springs up. Life goes on.




1858. salute to Conan


a super hero
on and off the battlefield—
this is Conan

 




I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again—I love dogs. I have long admired their loyalty and aliveness, their keen sense of awareness, and love of play. Military service dogs are whole other breed. I’ve read books, listened to stories, watched movies. Their intelligence and uncanny smarts, their grace, agility, skill, dedication and selfless service are incomparable. 

Conan was a veteran of the US Special Operations Command, and served in 50 combat missions. He was awarded the Animals in War and Peace Medal of Honor. I painted his portrait in 2020, a 10x8” acrylic. 





1857. together



flying high…inch by inch
the snail and the butterfly—
far out!





“Far Out!” — 8x8” — Origami

I created this piece and only later discovered a children’s book titled, “The Snail and The Butterfly,” a heartwarming story about a snail who wants to fly and an old butterfly who questions why. The moral of the story: curiosity and wisdom together will take you far on the journey of life. Far out! πŸŒ&πŸ¦‹ 





1856. here’s mikey!


commercial timeout: 
…so mikey rolls over for
a little catnap!



Slept in…got up late…no new picture to post…so, here’s Mikey again. Sunday football, time out for a commercial and she rolls over for a quick cat nap.😽




1855. a 1000 words


not moving a hair
the dog just sitting there with
a 20 dollar bill

 


They say a picture is worth a 1000 words. Last night Dan sent me this picture. Now there’s a story! The old dog, he looks like the sweetest puppy, passively sitting there, cute as can be, a 20 dollar bill tucked in his harness. I wonder what he’s up to. 




1854. look and see



orange in the leaves
orange in the chilly pond—
it must be autumn
*
taking time to look
what’s there in front of my eyes?
i see goldfishes!



Things were moving there deep down in the chilly pond. Zoom in, look close, find the slender, bright orange shapes just like the orange leaves, but they’re not leaves. See the goldfish! 



 

1853. night at the movies


movie: sorta special
but the moon—oh, the moon
super special!



 


Inside we were the only two people in the theater watching the movie “Nouvelle Vague,” like a private screening, sorta special. Dan got up right in front of the screen and took a pose. Outside after the movie, I looked up at the nighttime sky, hoping to find Orion. All I could see was the full moon, it was really special. They said it was a supermoon, the biggest brightest moon of the year!🀩




1852. together



one small step for man
one small step for man’s best friend
together all the way


 


“If you want to go fast go alone, if you want to go far go together.” Life is much better together.