Wednesday scene from (one dreams) the last snow of the season…

I love old barns, each one a snowflake and their elegant dissolve, slow motion as it is, is a thing of beauty to behold.

A little Steinbeck and a click of Dunga Brook last February

“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” ~John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

County Highway 19 and a tiny slap of Bukowski…plus Dunga Brook Diary in which I confess my Dream of being an iphone Ansel Adams…

“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.” ~Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dunga Brook Diary, looking back, spring/summer 2011… I bought a farmhouse that I found on Facebook. I bought a farmhouse that  I found on Facebook named DungaContinue reading “County Highway 19 and a tiny slap of Bukowski…plus Dunga Brook Diary in which I confess my Dream of being an iphone Ansel Adams…”

A photo of an old barn at twilight and a tiny bit about fresh air…and a link to JOY

Check out this wonderful writer, Maili Halme Brocke, she has posted one of my photos and a bit about JOY  http://myjoyfortheday.blogspot.com

Chevy seen through a link and a tiny bit of Thoreau…

“One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.” ― Henry David Thoreau   Last winter we lived on a farm in Fly Creek that had 20 of the most beautiful rolling acres I have ever lived on. The property was owned by an artist and all through the fieldsContinue reading “Chevy seen through a link and a tiny bit of Thoreau…”

Monday night, February 18, 2013, let the waxing gibbous moon be your guide…

So, its about 11 degrees out, snow on the ground, and I come home late from the art studio and, since they’ve been in the house for hours, I let the dogs out. Chevy disappears into the night. I call and call and call. Time passes, I wait for his scratch at the door. NowContinue reading “Monday night, February 18, 2013, let the waxing gibbous moon be your guide…”

Yellow Zinnia, Summer 2012, Rilke

“Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke yellow photos

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