december 21, 2016

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“Ring the bells that still can ring | Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything | That’s how the light gets in” ~ Leonard Cohen

 

silhouette (snapseed)

 

Yesterday, Crystal and I walked back to the office from Commonwealth Stadium. We went through the Blanding Tower dorm area. I delivered more pizzas to those old dorms than I can count back when I was in undergrad school in the mid 1990’s. Yesterday, our forms made long shadows on those paths I walked so long ago. I have very found memories of that time of my life. But I enjoy the new memories, too, like taking a selfie with Podge and Crystal outside the Woodford Reserve Room during the holiday lunch. It was an excellent day for the old and the new.

 

let’s play! (snapseed)

may 22, 2016

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“To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.” ~ Gilbert K. Chesterton

 

into the West
into the West

 

I made my way from Ellen Fagala in Little Rock to Angie Bliss Fanning at the 2 Pony Ranch in Tahlequah, Oklahoma. It was my first look at the ranch without the iconic red house. It was a bit jarring, but I was expecting that. Near the golden hour, Ang and I hopped in the golf cart and made a pass around the Ranch where the pasture land is being prepped for hay harvest. Earlier in the day I’d taken out the garbage, and immediately found myself staring at the grassless square where the old house sat. I retraced the lines of the old sidewalk; imagined the bay window, it’s underpinning provided a makeshift dog house for Foster, Sadie’s baby-daddy; the now fully visible Sycamore tree, it’s limbs once low enough to touch Angie’s upper bedroom deck. My eyes welled with tears. In that empty square I replayed significant events of my life. I didn’t battle tears of sadness, but I smiled through tears of a most sincere gratitude. I wouldn’t trade a second of my life for the joy I’ve found at the 2 Pony Ranch.

 

shadow of former selves
shadow of former selves

 

june 20, 2015

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“You must learn a new way to think before you can master a new way to be.”
~ Marianne Williamson

 

street henge (snapseed)
street henge (snapseed)

 

I was supposed to be at Serpent Mound in Ohio to watch the sun set into the serpent’s mouth as it does every summer Solstice (technically Solstice is tomorrow, but observance was tonight). Instead, I sat inside most of the day and watched the winds of Tropical Storm Bill blow rain sideways and ruffle trees like they were weightless feather dusters. Waiting out the storm wasn’t much of an option since it was headed directly to the place I wanted to go. However, by 6 o’clock this evening, as the sun was peeking steadily from behind the clouds, I was kicking myself for not going. I’m pretty sure the folks who weren’t bothered by the threat of flooded roads are right now preparing for a beautiful sunset over the native mound. Meanwhile, I’ll watch the sun set down the center of my suburban street, just me and Wally and my trying-ever-so-hard-not-to-be-bummed positive attitude. Solstice isn’t the only time to enjoy Serpent Mound. I will try again.

january 22, 2014

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Acceptance doesn’t mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is  and there’s going to be a way through it.” ~ Michael J. Fox

ice moon
ice moon

I awoke at 5 a.m. The ice hanging from the house had stretched closer to the ground, and everything was glistening in the moonlight; icicles, trees, yard, even the snow covered grill looked holy. This shot was the best I could do in the dark, but it’s not bad considering it’s only moonlight. When the sun rose, the temps hardly did, but she cast long, strong shadows for a few hours. It was a beautiful day.

long, tall, cool one
long, tall, cool one

august 19, 2013

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Sound when stretched is music.
Movement when stretched is dance.
Mind when stretched is meditation.
Life when stretched is celebration.
~ Ravishankar

through trees
through trees

I parked in a different location this morning to avoid the onslaught of student returns. I have to say, the walk to the office was fantastic. Peaceful is a word I would use. Even the cicadas seemed happy. I shall explore this space more in coming weeks. I liked it a lot.

snappy cicada pizza
snappy cicada pizza