Took this shot five years ago in September of an empty bench. Actually, it isn’t completely unoccupied–there is some propaganda put there for someone who might be suffering from…(fill in the blank). Horror happens daily in this country, this world. Unspeakable crimes lead to public vigils intended to make certain the horrors are not forgotten.Continue reading “Empty Bench…Remembering 9/11”
This week I will be writing about the meaning of life. Whenever I need meaningful entertainment, I Google: “What is the meaning of life?” I usually start on the third or fourth search page where the choices are less conventional. My visit to most sites are brief as I can see that the answerContinue reading “The Meaning of LIFE, Part 1”
California has its beaches, mountains and freeways for people to contemplate. But my favorite place to consider the possibilities of life is the redwood tree when it is struck by sunlight which, in this photo, is 2:45 p.m. on a weekday. This particular tree is so tall I can’t set the top when sitting down–itContinue reading “The Redwood Tree”
On most mornings I walk to the local lagoon to see wildlife and the fog. Yesterday, with Ivan on leash, egrets sailed overhead while I stood on lagoon’s edge. Clicked the camera while the Moody Blues’ “Nights in White Satin” blared away from a camper van in the parking lot, about thirty feet away. TheContinue reading “The Local Lagoon”
Didn’t know what it was like to be old until I was. Aging isn’t in the mirror. I am who I am at this moment, not last year, or last century. If there’s a tomorrow, I’ll get that After too many decades trying to be what I imagined I should be. The trick was understandingContinue reading “Aging isn’t in the mirror”
The headlines, if you read them, are certain to put your mind in the reeds, surrounded like a small bird by the spread of Covid-19 after Thanksgiving and Trump’s lying rants. For the capper, yesterday I read a lengthy article in the NYT about a highly praised “expert” on the science of happiness who jumpedContinue reading “Monday in the Reeds”
For most of the year cosmos flowers attracted bees and butterflies, but those days are gone with chilling nights, a low November sun and strong winds blowing more frequently off the Pacific Ocean. The cosmos stems get long and leggy in the search for sunlight. Winter will be soon. Life goes on with the electionContinue reading “Cosmos in the Wind”
A leaf flutters from a tall tree, Free for ten blinks of an eye. He doesn’t see it rest gently At his feet, Having lost interest To the consumption of time He’ll never get back In a forest he never Wanted to be in. Such is the fool’s way.