early spring impressions

..and some random ramblings Spring reminds me of an impressionist painting, as little dots of color start appearing here and there. Seems the color around me is mostly yellow at the moment, as the rabbits have eaten all my purple crocus. I wonder if the purple ones have a sweeter flavor..maybe the yellow is too tart? Been listening to an old favorite. Debussy seems…

on the edge

“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.” ~ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

stay where you are

O Stay where you are! Here in the uncertain hour of a late afternoon looking outward and looking in I see this beauty all I see is beauty. Something that convinces, asks to be seen, though it does nothing, just stays where it is, and merely by existing wins me over. ~ Patrizia Cavalli one last look at the autumn flowers a hard frost…

monday morning

“Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.” ~ Lemony Snicket

this one

“I guess I’m just feeling Septemberish,” sighed Chester. “It’s getting towards autumn now. And it’s so pretty up in Connecticut. All the trees change color. The days get very clear―with a little smoke on the horizon from burning leaves. Pumpkins begin to come out.” ~ George Selden, The Cricket in Times Square