"If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere." Vincent Van Gogh

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Second Childhood for a Tree

"It ain't over 'til it's over" Yogi Berra

"You can't help getting older, but you don't have to get old." ~George Burns

Monday, March 9, 2009

A Visitor


"Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many ailments, but I never heard of one who suffered from insomnia." ~Joseph Wood Krutch





"You cannot look at a sleeping cat and feel tense." ~Jane Pauley

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Reflection


"Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror." - Kahlil Gibran

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hiding


Hiding
by Dorothy Aldis
I’m hiding I’m hiding and no one knows where; For all they can see is my toes and my hair. And I just heard my father say to my mother -“But, darling, he must be somewhere or other;” “Have you looked in the inkwell?” And Mother said, “Where?” “In the inkwell” said Father. But I was not there.
Then “Wait!” cried my mother -“I think that I see him under the carpet.” But it was not me. “Inside the mirror’s a pretty good place,”Said Father and looked, but saw only his face. “We’ve hunted,” sighed Mother, “As hard as we could and I am so afraid that we’ve lost him for good.” Then I laughed out aloud and I wiggled my toes and Father said - “Look, dear,I wonder if those toes could be Benny’s? There are ten of them, see?" And they were so surprised to find out it was me!

Monday, February 16, 2009

February Daffodils


"If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, maybe your soul has never been in bloom." - Audra Foveo





Sunday, February 15, 2009

McCarron Airport, Las Vegas - 39 degrees








"How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!" - John Muir


Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Ice Storm, the Sequel

"O, wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Winter Evening Sky


"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day." ~Vincent Van Gogh

Monday, January 5, 2009

Ice Storm


Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Robert Frost

"It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice. There are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia." Frank Zappa

Friday, December 26, 2008

On Boxing Day


"The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers." ~Basho


Sunday, November 30, 2008

Another Gulf of Mexico Sunset


"When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator." - Mohandas Gandhi




"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky." - Rabindranath Tagore



"There is nothing more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little - the book of Nature." - Claude Debussy

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving

Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving. - W.T. Purkiser
O Lord that lends me life,Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness.~William Shakespeare


The year has turned its circle, the seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in and chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures, the fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway, Thanksgiving comes again!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Waiting For His Ship to Come In







November in Cozumel.







Why do we love the sea? It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think. ~Robert Henri

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Cattails



Reflected here, where no one sees,
The fallen petals find their ease
And lay in tremulous rest among
The cattails and the rippling trees.
-Full Recall by Michael Rudasill

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Two Out of Three Ain't Bad


How old do you think I am he said
I said well I didn't know
He said I turned sixty five about eleven months ago
I was sittin' in Miami pourin' blended whiskey down
When this old grey black gentleman was cleanin' up the lounge
There wasn't anyone around 'cept this old man and me
The guy who ran the bar was watching Ironsides on TV
Uninvited he sat down and opened up his mind
On old dogs and children and watermelon wine

Ever had a drink of watermelon wine he asked
He told me all about it though I didn't answer back
Ain't but three things in this world that's worth a solitary dime
But old dogs and children and watermelon wine

He said women think about theyselves when menfolk ain't around
And friends are hard to find when they discover that you're down
He said I tried it all when I was young and in my natural prime
Now it's old dogs and children and watermelon wine

Old dogs care about you even when you make mistakes
God bless little children while they're still too young to hate
When he moved away I found my pen and copied down that line
'Bout old dogs and children and watermelon wine

I had to catch a plane up to Atlanta that next day
As I left for my room I saw him pickin' up my change
That night I dreamed in peaceful sleep of shady summertime
Of old dogs and children and watermelon wine - Tom T Hall




Tuesday, November 11, 2008

The Leaves


"The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark."

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Monday, November 10, 2008

Autumn




Red leaves blow in the wind
Leaving home and everything it's known behind
Barren branches wave goodbye
As the red leaves slowly die
Every flower stares and watches
As the wind takes me away
Before the sun shone upon me
Now the wind takes me away
Red leaves fallingthrough the branches
Making their way to the ground
Blowing by the flowers sleeping
No one knows the leaves are leaving

by Haste the Day

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Green and Golden





"And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns
About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,
In the sun that is young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means,
And green and golden
I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,
And the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams."
- Dylan Thomas

Monday, November 3, 2008

A Thing with Wings Running Late


"Monarch butterflies fly from Canada and the U.S. southward for up to 3,500 km and overwinter in Mexico for approximately five months without breeding. Then, at the end of March, they reach sexual maturity and survivors remigrate northward for an additional 1,500 km to the U.S. Gulf Coast states where they lay their eggs and die. The ensuing generation of adults continues the migration northwards into southern Canada and, over the summer, as many as three more generations are born. The annual migration cycle is completed when the adults born in the last summer generation begin the fall migration in late August and early September." Monica Missrie, World Wildlife Foundation/Mexico

Saturday, November 1, 2008

November Comes to Lady Lane

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." -George Eliot



"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all." -Stanley Horowitz

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