These days too many to count, and bigger and bigger. Airplanes. Every day, whenever I look up into the sky, I see contrails—vapor trails of airplane exhaust. I don’t like that there’s so much traffic up in the air, though there’s nothing I can do about it. Things could be worse. It’s good they’re not kamikaze planes!
keeping it simple....reflecting on life with pictures and poems in the Japanese tradition of Zen
960. Memorial Day
At the end of a long memorial day weekend, I overheard my next-door neighbor’s father sighing, “I’m so tired of going to so many barbecues.” Me? I didn’t go to a barbecue. I did go to a music circle: 2 banjos, 2 ukuleles, 1 auto harp, 1 gold-plated singing saw, 6 guitars, and 2 harmonicas. What a pleasure!
Here are some inspiring quotes about music: Music is the universal language of mankind…If had my life to live again, I would’ve made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week… Music makes everything better...Music is what tells us that the human race is greater than we realize…You couldn’t not like someone who likes the guitar…I would teach children, music, physics, and philosophy, but most important is music for the patterns in music, and all the arts, are the keys to learning.
959. sweet or hot
Thirteen days ago I spotted poison ivy buds. These would be my first poison ivy flowers and I was curious—what kind of blossoms? Yesterday I was delighted to see many, many clusters of tiny white flowers, yet careful not to get too close. Then I heard a familiar sound. I saw the bees. They were hovering all around the flowers, flying in and out of the clusters, humming as they went about gathering nectar to make honey. I wonder, will their honey be sweet or hot, or maybe a bit of both!


