April 29, 2015
April 26, 2015
April 20, 2015
My Walden
A foggy evening following a chilly day of rain.
Thoreau had his Walden, I have what are called the twin lakes by my city's high school.I've walked round it with a new babe, with children, husband, pals, but mostly alone, countless times.
Said goodbye to scarred trees marked with a slash of orange by the city for tear down, celebrated new green life,
marveled at the ice capturing the water in winter. Inspiration for a dozen poems, a testament to finding beauty in our daily lives.
And cares for the beautiful greenery.
Labels:
Thoreau,
Twin Lakes,
Walden Pond
April 19, 2015
Sunday Quote
"...I'd guess that you have some purpose to fulfill and that is why you were saved. But don't get a swelled head over it. A cabbage has a purpose when someone needs to make soup."
- the Bard to Jack, The Islands of the Blessed by Nancy Farmer.
- the Bard to Jack, The Islands of the Blessed by Nancy Farmer.
April 17, 2015
April 14, 2015
Across the pond
Not the global pond but the one here by the high school, the little library a bright glow across the water.
April 13, 2015
Sunday quote a tad late
If an artist doesn't separate himself or herself from the mainstream no work will get done.
- Maxine Kumin
April 1, 2015
I could live inside a greenhouse
In love with this sliding barn style door
Ah, the restorative power of green
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