The perfect peony, that I associate with being 'too pretty' actually appears to have leaves that stumble out. A beautiful tangle that works itself out....yes.
Something about you that did not invite the morning rain.
Something about you that did not invite the morning rain.
Peony Raincoat
Peony Raincoat
So this is the birth of peony leaves. They sort themselves out.
So this is the birth of peony leaves. They sort themselves out.
On the leaf of honeysuckle.
On the leaf of honeysuckle.
If I could just trust that when I fell I would land.
If I could just trust that when I fell I would land.
One man recently had his playlist blasting from his phone. It was before 6 AM.
One man recently had his playlist blasting from his phone. It was before 6 AM. I notice he looks better than he has recently. Clear eyed and upright. Attentive this morning when commonly he cannot manage eye contact. Off in a world of use I am outside of. This morning though he is clear and his voice rings out. 'Been clean 2 and a half weeks!'
I congratulate him heartily and let him know we can see that and he says earnestly 'I'm trying.' and manages a smile. The music continues like it’s an audible shelter, like it creates a cocoon to protect his soft vulnerable body.
Man, I wish him the best in these times.
Reclining Nude
Reclining Nude
Holy. Holey. Wholey.
Holy. Holey. Wholey.
That ballon we had to have? To celebrate the whatever? Oooops. Got away.
That ballon we had to have? To celebrate the whatever? Oooops. Got away. Washed up on this shore. Mingling with leaves and kelp. What are we thinking.
Plated Up For Today's Special
Plated Up For Today's Special
How It All Fell
How It All Fell
It's November.
It's November. The clocks turn back tonight and darkness will fall early in our afternoons. A last brilliant autumnal glow before the blues of winter begin to arrive.
Beside me. If I am not beside myself.
Beside me. If I am not beside myself.
And I would find you...
And I would find you, the perfect dose of whatever you are. This moment becoming the perfect medicine.
Post Storm Cornucopia.
Post Storm Cornucopia.
After the storm the street looked like a chopped salad.
After the storm the street looked like a chopped salad.
Falling. And then not.
Falling. And then not.
Japanese Red Maple Seed. An eyeful.
Japanese Red Maple Seed. An eyeful.
I remember when we dreamed of peace.
I remember when we dreamed of peace.