Next time you feel stuck between a rock and a hard place? You can envision this.
Happy Spring!
Photo: "Perseverance" taken in Buzzards Bay, MA, March 2010
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Friday, March 26, 2010
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
Next time you feel stuck between a rock and a hard place? You can envision this.
Happy Spring!
Photo: "Perseverance" taken in Buzzards Bay, MA, March 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Winter beauty, part 2...
snowy ice frosts the branches
budding for the spring
photo from Onset, MA February 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Blizzard, shmizzard.
In case anyone is wondering, this is NOT what it currently looks like in coastal New England.
(Photo: Snow-bound trees in Wareham, MA - December 2009)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Midnight Haiku
snowflakes falling soft
dissolving on eyelashes
silent night again
It's interesting how creative one can get under the influence of mood-altering substances. Now, before anyone gets their knickers in a twist, I am NOT talking about any illicit substance - I'm talking about the effect that can be brought about on the body with a glass of good wine and a slice of Konditor Meister cake. Truly, gods and goddesses among patissiers. It's the grown-up equivalent of a sugar high. And it's good. I mean, if I'm going to have insomnia, I might as well enjoy it, right? (As a completely Type A aside, does anyone know how to get the circumflex to display over the a in patissiers?)
How is it that I seem to be stuck on West Coast time when the only time zones I've visited in the last 3 years are GMT, GMT+1 and GMT-5?? I've written 2 more poems and finished another chapter in a short story I've been working on. I can feel myself slowly starting to wind down, so I'll start revising stuff I wrote earlier this week and then try to get a little sleep.
And if that doesn't work, I'll just cut myself another slice of pastry heaven.
dissolving on eyelashes
silent night again
It's interesting how creative one can get under the influence of mood-altering substances. Now, before anyone gets their knickers in a twist, I am NOT talking about any illicit substance - I'm talking about the effect that can be brought about on the body with a glass of good wine and a slice of Konditor Meister cake. Truly, gods and goddesses among patissiers. It's the grown-up equivalent of a sugar high. And it's good. I mean, if I'm going to have insomnia, I might as well enjoy it, right? (As a completely Type A aside, does anyone know how to get the circumflex to display over the a in patissiers?)
How is it that I seem to be stuck on West Coast time when the only time zones I've visited in the last 3 years are GMT, GMT+1 and GMT-5?? I've written 2 more poems and finished another chapter in a short story I've been working on. I can feel myself slowly starting to wind down, so I'll start revising stuff I wrote earlier this week and then try to get a little sleep.
And if that doesn't work, I'll just cut myself another slice of pastry heaven.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
night reflections; copyright Dec 2008
The River Derwent (Derbyshire, England). Along a riverwalk in Matlock Bath, December 2008.
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