2964. clever feller!


he’s no dummy
knows all the ins and outs
yummy-yum-yummy!

 


Hey, look—that’s a window feeder for the birds. How’d he get in there?!!




2063. happy father’s day!❤️



sun going down
pushing up, up the long hill
dad and the twins





Happy Father’s Day! Hats off everywhere to Fathers, Dads, Pops, Papas, Abbas, Tatas, and more for their protection, presence, constancy, determination, devotion, support and love. ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️




2067. if….



if….
if i were a bee, i would 
zero in on you




 Ode to a lilium. 🐝 



2066. imagine…



one paper heart 
lifting up, up and away,
imagine…


 


Life is story. The other day I was playing around with this picture, and then I saw this quote, “Your life is story. Right well. Edit often.”




2065. cat and dog


the cat
creeping on tender paws
doesn’t blink

 



This is a picture of a card from a friend wishing me a happy birthday. She said the kitty’s playing with yarn and eating long noodles. Looks fun! From the time I could use chopsticks, I ate long noodles for my birthday year after year after year. This custom of eating long noodles on your birthday signifies living a long life. I’m still here.😘

I was born in the Chinese Year of the Dog. Dog people are said to be friendly, responsible, observant, and sometimes stubborn. Next time around, I’d like to be a cat, so I’ll aim for the Chinese Year of the Tiger. Tigers are king of beasts—courageous, adventurous, honest and direct, and they can be stubborn too!😘




2064. flying east


beginnings:
cut, fold, snip, fold, paste….
ten thousand times
*
listening
to chinese music, thinking
of my father


 

Beginning now, another origami composition with little birds….wondering where they will lead me….drifting all the way home to China.



2063. the power of play


two little trucks
one more and a small pushcart
2 + 2 makes 4
*
gently used toys
free to a good home
thinking of Yulin



I was totally charmed by two little gently-used trucks, left there by the side of the road free for the taking for some other child to play, imagine and dream. Then while I was taking pictures, two more toys joined in on the scene. This made me think of my big brother, how he loved the Toy Story movies about the secret lives of toys when humans aren’t around. 



 

2062. i don’t get it


we’re in a heat wave
firewood for sale $6.99
i don’t get


 



I don’t get it. Temperatures the past five or six days have been mid 80s to low 90s—super hot and humid! Right now it’s 8 o’clock at night and the local supermarket has three pallets of firewood on sale out in front of the store. Who’s going to buy firewood in a heat wave?! Did I say, I don’t get it!?



2061. YIKES!!!


STOP!
don’t move!—that looks like the 
shoe eating plant!!!🫪



 YIKES!!!



2060. us and them

 

too hot, too humid
not doing much at all
just sitting

 



There we were, us and them—five vultures—just sitting. Interesting how if you sit still long enough, saying nothing, doing nothing but just looking around, you can see life patiently waiting to unfold. 



2059. another old selfie


oh, happy day…. 
today—today’s the day
it’s a girl!
*
29,220 days
she’s an oldie but goodie—
hooray!🥳 





“We don’t stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing.” George Bernard Shaw 
My golden rules:  Get curious. Tinker, play, explore. Discover something new. Go beyond what you think you know. Never stop learning. 





2058. bzzz…bzzz…buzz!


two bumble bees
among the flowers and the weeds
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


she’s gone away now 
dreaming of butterflies….
thank you

 



“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


the time is right
it’s a fantabulous night
for romance 🎼 

 


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 



2055. smile!


just this one
in a field of daisies, 
dares to bloom

 


Bold as sunshine…the leader of the pack!




2054. rice soup


rice soup
filling the picture nicely
yummm…

 



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


how many ways
to start a summer day
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!


scurry-scurry
run-run, scurry-hurry, run—
stop-and-eat

 


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


we go walking
over and over again
and fall in love

 



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


who is that
looking back at me—
who?







Every time the brush meets the paper, I wonder what will be. I pick up the brush, look in the mirror and go….then see what comes.  Did that really come from me? Or was it the brush doing the brush, or even the ink that had something to say. I wonder. It’s a good one to meditate on.