keeping it simple....reflecting on life with pictures and poems in the Japanese tradition of Zen
2059. another old selfie
2058. bzzz…bzzz…buzz!
Bumble bees live a simple life. All they need to be happy is a bit of food, some shelter and a few flowers among the weeds. Happiness comes from within.
2057. dreaming of butterflies
“Dreaming of Butterflies” — 22x16” — Origami
She’s gone away now, my little paper doll, dreaming of butterflies. Fancy in her long robe of many colors patched together corner to corner, end to end, one by one by one. Thank you.
This piece was hanging on the gallery walls of a neighborhood restaurant where patrons gather to enjoy good food in good company surrounded by works of art for sale from many different artists. I am fortunate to be among the many artists. This piece was there only a short while—10 days—before someone saw her and took her home. I’m grateful. Now I am working on another paper doll, this one in lovely blue aizome papers.
2056. moondance
All those lines up in the sky like a musical score….and the moon, oh the moon. My mind flew away to that marvelous song by Van Morrison: Moondance
2054. rice soup
Too late to eat a hearty meal? Not in the mood for a big meal? Or too hot to cook? This light and tasty soup takes 15 minutes. It’s one of my quick & easy faves. Rice Soup: chicken broth, cooked rice, baby spinach, tofu, nori, cloud ear mushrooms, pine nuts, scallion.
2053. smelling roses
This morning I opened the windows wide and sat down in my reading chair, feeling the soft touch of morning air cool against my skin. Outside, I heard the crow who talks like he’s got something important to say, always, and the red bird serenading his mate across the way. Occasionally there’s the whoosh of a car on the road wheeling by…the quick patter of heavy feet of some runner running by out front…and the clackety-clack-clack on the rails behind the house of the early rush-hour train rushing by as I sit in my chair sipping French Roast, feeling good. Later on, I’ll go out to smell more roses.
2052. munch!
Squirrels are the masters of stop and go! or go and stop! This one just sat there for the longest time, watching from the side of its eye, holding on to some nut. Munch! Munch!
2051. we go walking
Just on the other side of the busy city streets with cars and trucks and sirens rumbling by, lie these trees and flowers and rocks and the quiet creek endlessly streaming by. This is where we want to be.
2050. another selfie
2049. life on a string
2048. on the road
Have Gun will travel… have Spacesuit will travel….have Laptop will travel….have Kids will travel….have Music will travel….have Bed will travel!
2046. pretty as poison
Hey, what’s that over there in the grass? A mushroom? It was. It was pretty large, 4”or 5”around. Hey, what’s this? A fly. Looks like it took a few bites. We took a picture and looked it up—Amanita Muscaria, it’s name comes from its common use to kill flies!
2045. looking back
Here’s another old selfie. This one’s inspired by a Pierre Bonnard self-portrait. He’s one of my favorite French painters.
2044. for the love of life
2043. shopping for shoes….
On the way home, after shopping for shoes, I was driving through the farm and saw them there close to the road—cows, black cows. I drove on thinking to myself, that might’ve been a good picture there. I’d seen those black cows many times but never so close to the road. I kept driving. I passed by a number of goats on the left and a small flock of wooly sheep on the right far off in the middle of the pasture, and more cows. It was one of those days, rainy and chilly outside. The animals never seem to mind. Why should I? I turned around.
2042. strawberry fields
2041. does she or doesn’t she?
It’s natural to play. One would be wise to appreciate play, for therein lies possibilities for creativity and discovery. It’s true that some of our best ideas can come while tinkering or faffing, or taking a bath, or eating breakfast, sipping tea or coffee, or simply doing nothing! Reminder to play.
2040. yin and yang ☯️
This is a closeup of the honey locust tree. Soft-sharp, light-dark, tender-tough, clear and fuzzy, so fuzzy. Life can be like this little by little or even all at once. Lao Tzu said, If you want to know about life, look to nature. Life abounds in complementary contrasts.
2039. praying for peace
White doves are an international symbol for peace. The world needs more peace. Peace begins with each one of us. “If we want more peace, we have to be peace. Peace is a practice, not a hope.” Thich Nhat Hanh
2038. talking to myself….
When things get you down, as sometimes they must, get out, go out, get in the fresh air and sunshine….look up at the sky, look at the trees, the flowers, the bees….and listen to the birds who go on singing, no matter what. Get hope. Nothing can be done without hope. Have something to hope for, work for, reach for….and take action. Make yourself a person who can attain that hope and remember: Hope plus action makes things happen.
2037. copycat!
2036. sweet clover
2035. they say….
2034. for Dan
Back in 2000 something I made a decision to do 100 self-portraits. Of course, I never finished. But this morning paging through an old sketchbook, I found a few of those old pastel drawings, along with a silly verse. (Dan always tells me: “If you don’t have a good picture to post, just do something!” So, this one’s for Dan!π
2033. tulip tree
Tulip Trees are good native pollinators, blooming May thru June. They grow very fast up to 25 feet each year. They serve as tall shade trees, 60 to 90 feet and much higher, and can live 200 to 300 years and longer.
* This poem is the closing verse from “The Tulip Tree,” by William Stafford.
2032. oh noo….π«£
2031. just chillin!
“Enjoy Your Day” — 10x8 — Origami
Time to get up and I don’t have a new picture to post today, so here’s an oldie but goodie to start the day. Enjoy your day!π»
2030. what is spiritual?
2029. moms
Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms out there!π»
2028. for rent
2027. perspectives
“Unexpected events can set you back or set you up. It’s all a matter of perspective.”
2026. school daze
“Unfinished Business” — 10x13” — Origami
Is it fish or fishes?….or swishy wishes! Unfinished business. I don’t know where they’re headed but I made all these fishes and they just had to get up, stretch their fins, shake their tails, and go for a swim!π
2025. the moon
2024. sunday strolling
Fat and happy, strolling along on a Sunday morning without a care in the world—gobble-gobble…gobble-gobble-gobble…gobble… π¦
2023. tiny miracles
Golden Alexander—one of the easiest, fussy-free native plants to grow for pollinators, especially butterflies and bees—blooms April to June.
2023. Tree House π‘
“My Peaceful Place” — 5x10” — Origami
A forest of green trees, the sun and the moon, birds flying high, a peaceful place to lay my head down to rest and call home. My heart is home.
2022. behind bars
2021. library talk
I saw this poster at the library—58 sticky notes talking about reasons to love the library. And outside, just outside the front door, a man, a tall man, standing there leaning against the railing holding a cup of half-eaten yogurt in one hand and a cell phone in the other talking animatedly….”that’s an easy million, think what you could do with a million dollars!”π€
Here are more reasons to love libraries—they offer puzzles, dvd’s, audiobooks on loan, lectures, classes and talks, pinochle and mahjong meetups, trips, museum passes, access to computers, after-school programs, pre-school programs. And all free of charge.
2020. giant
I admire the pileated woodpecker. Tall and proud, brazenly bold, its booming sounds echoing through the tallest trees, like some kind of giant banging a heavy fist on solid wood again and again. Unmistakable. It stops me every time. I look and look and watch its powerful beak stab and stop, stab and stop, determined to get the job done. I think of the giant woodpecker as a solitary soul. I rarely see more than one as I do with most other birds except, of course, the great Heron. But this time there were two giants together, both with gorgeous red top feathers and most likely life mates together. That’s a good way to travel. Together.
2019. meowzers!
It’s Sunday morning and cold outside—feels like 33°! Inside the fire is going. It’s cozy warm and the cats are huddled together, warm and toasty. There’s Tommy and Tammy and Rascal and Phantom.πΈπ»ππ½ Dan’s been busy. π❤️

















































