In the Wake

In the wake of Newtown's events...

no adequate words come.

simply

stay close

to those you love

and as tightly furled hearts

find safe passage

to open once more

keep this song in mind.

"If I Should Fall Behind" by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band

Gifts from the Sea

Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach -- waiting for a gift from the sea.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

There are many sentiments in Gifts from the Sea, by Anne Morrow Lindbergh that resonate with me. A treasured copy, passed to me by a dear friend three plus decades past, was a gifted treasure to her as well. The little book has been well loved. Each transfer of these words from 1955 were shared at a time when most needed. When things get too hectic and overwhelming, Lindbergh's words soothe and slow. Gifts. Someday I will pass this copy on to another, when most needed.

It seems right to me that the holiday season begin 

with her thoughts on patience. 

A Bit of Time

Look deep, deep, deep into nature, 

and then you will understand everything.

                                          Albert Einstein

That Albert, what a smart fellow he was.

Hope your week includes 

a bit of time with nature.

Blanketing the Ground

It has been raining

and blowing

taking the last leaves from the trees

and blanketing the ground with color.

Oh thank you mother nature,

on this Thanksgiving

please know

I am grateful for your gifts.

Picturing You

Every day we should 

hear at least one little song, 

read one good poem, 

see one exquisite picture, 

and, if possible, 

speak a few sensible words. 

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

35mm to Digital

Old memories. Our lives are full of them, yes? Some treasured, some less so. Many never settle long enough to fully form. Other moments in time, memories, are so poignant they remain in perfect form through decades. We remember the feel of the air, the placement of the sun in the sky, the scents and the sounds filling in the remaining blank spots on the canvas. 

Such a gift, old memories. And if we are lucky, when those gifted memories do begin to fade, we have images to assist in re-painting our mental canvas. 

I've been digging through old photos, taken long ago on a quiet street in Oaxaca. They surfaced along with other images I'm trying to transition from 35mm to digital. Others may find their way here, or not. The process of walking back in time, the remembering, is the journey of the moment. And I remain ever grateful for the lasting images made possible in part by good ole' Kodak film. You were a friend of mine.

Congratulations Mr. President

Congratulations Mr. President! 

And thank you fellow Americans

each and every one of you voters 

for exercising your rights 

and caring deeply for this country.