Saturday, September 20, 2014

Simplify . . .


Simplify, simplify, simplify:

this is what I seem to be aiming for lately
in writing
in art
in life.

To pare down to harmonious elements
in size
color
sound
emotion
texture.


If I could write a novel
as perfect as this small
flower arrangement

well, then,
that would be
something
!!


xx

Saturday, September 13, 2014

International Dot Day

Have you heard of
International Dot Day?

September 15 

Check it out here:


Make your mark?
It's fun.

Here's my dot for 2014:




lar-de-dar
xx

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Away and home and garden bounty . . .


My husband and I have been away for a few days
returning to a place where we'd worked and lived for eight years
and although it was pure joy to be there
and be among so many old friends
I came away feeling dizzy
from such immersion
in a former life.
. . .
As soon as I got home
I went to the garden
to pick the newly-ripened produce
so crisp and green and red and new.
. . .
I needed to do that
I don't know why
but
 it steadied me.

. . .

Hmm.

xx


Friday, August 29, 2014

Into the Woods


(Click to enlarge and step in . . .)

What is it about the woods
that is so resonant?

Trees: 
you'll find them in most of my books.

Paths and roads and rivers:
also in most of my books.

Always the lure
of 
natural images.

"I'm going for a walk . . .
You come, too . . ." *

Mm?


(*From Robert Frost's "The Pasture")

xx

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Refilling the Well

Sometimes
you empty your well
and
need to refill it

so

you find a lake
and a kayak


and you set off


and all is quiet

and


the sky so blue
the clouds so white
above
and
below



and
you stop
and let the well
refill

ahhhhhh
you say
ahhhhhh

xx


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The Not-so-brisk Walk

I'm going out to take a brisk walk
but
barely out the door
there is this:

(click to enlarge all photos)
(it helps)

Helloooo, cone flower
hellooooo, bee

Two more steps
and then:


I touch its wilted neighbor
and it dissolves
blood red
in my hand

Onward
going to walk
going to walk briskly
but
then


Hellooo, black-eyed Susan
and


giant hippo boulder
. . . 

Walk on, walk on
and then



Oh, mannnn!
Oh, mannnn!
Look at that!

That's it.
I wave the white flag.


I call a truce.
I'm not walking anywhere.
I'm just going to sit here
and 
drool.

xx



Sunday, August 3, 2014

The Beauty of a Weed


Click to enlarge. 
 Put your face right in there.
  
Stunning, right?

Queen Anne's Lace
(species Daucus carota)
 is considered a 'noxious weed.'  

huh.

xx