Last week, I took a walk at the Mason Farm Biological Reserve in Chapel Hill. It’s one of my favorite spots. Walking there, it almost feels like you’re far, far away from human civilization. Lots of big, big trees, quiet pathways, and lovely undisturbed open spaces where bluebirds and other birds like to live. I saw a new barn owl box in one field, put up by my friend Mark and others of the local Audubon Society – very cool. Continue reading
Last week, this Rumi poem inspired me to make some photographs (like this one, left; more below the poem) with a scarf, a pearl, and a very small whale.
This poem comes from The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks.
Where Everything is Music
Don’t worry about saving these songs!
And if one of our instruments breaks,
it doesn’t matter. Continue reading
Yesterday afternoon, Erin and I left the house to go for a walk. The air was crisp – so crisp that we needed full-fledged coats, not just jackets. At the end of the driveway, I narrowly avoided stepping on a very slow-moving cricket. Actually, I thought it was dead. But then I saw it move – veeeeerry slightly – one tiny leg. Perhaps it was very cold, and trying to conserve energy?
In any case, I picked up a handy leaflet that was lying on the ground and moved him (her?) over to the grass. After taking the requisite photograph. Continue reading
Yesterday, I was ambling home from Johnny’s after a lovely afternoon of working, drinking coffee, and bullshitting with Rock and Steve the mailman. As I lollygagged down the sidewalk, I happened to step over a tiny thing:
A woollybear caterpillar was crawling across the sidewalk! Now, how cool is that? After snapping his (her?) picture, I watched fuzzy here complete his/her journey into the grass. Continue reading
This morning, I woke up, fed the cats, and washed a lot of dishes. Then I ate breakfast. Then, I sat down to WRITE: quite an accomplishment, considering my abilities to procrastinate and avoid my personal writing (see dishes, above). Here’s the space I’ve set up for myself to make writing more tempting/inviting/enjoyable…
My good friend Barbara recently turned me on to the Artist’s Way, which you can see open on the desk there; it’s kind of saved my creative life. Who knew I could actually have FUN being creative again?? Not me! Thanks, Barbara, and Artist’s Way. Continue reading