make hay..

        while the sun shines   a day of warmth and sunshine rare for January the new year has just begun tired from the busy-ness of the holidays every bit of extrovert-ness mustered has been used up (exhausting for an introvert) wandering alone around this farm a breath of fresh air before my hibernation begins to sort things out to accomplish…

what are you trying to say?

      So many of my pictures of late have been about the surface of things.  Yes it is fall and leaves are resting on the water, apples have dropped to the ground..but I realized today they are not really about that.   these pictures are about shallowness and my desire to dig deeper.  Social media is filled with pretty photos of nature,…

one summer

                      “It’s funny how one summer can change everything. It must be something about the heat and the smell of chlorine, fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle, asphalt sizzling after late-day thunderstorms, the steam rising while everything drips around it. Something about long, lazy days and whirring air conditioners and bright plastic flip-flops from the drugstore…

the maker

    “There are three categories of people who exist in the world; “the wanters”, “the wishers” and “the makers.” ~ Israelmore Ayivor   The North End Boston, Massachusetts

fragment

  I see a train or the subway and I am transported back to the 1950s my grandmother would take me on the train to Boston (she always wore a dress and cuban heeled shoes) for a day of shopping and blueberry muffins from the bakery at Jordan Marsh one time she took me to the movies we saw Bambi and I cried all…