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
“Really? Satisfaction guaranteed?”
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
This weekend, Erin and I visited my mother in Virginia for her birthday. While we were there, the three of us took a walk at Occoneechee State Park, a lovely and magical place, especially in the fall.
Hurray for the woods!
While there, we found evidence of a snacky hiker…. 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:
Don’t step on me!
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…
Sunlight likes to come in through my window in the morning and light up the pages.
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