Posted on April 24, 2018
She brings a camera everywhere,
notices the little things,
gets a cup of coffee at a different cafe,
takes the long way home”.
~ MH Clark
wandering around Tower Hill Botanical Garden
exploring some woodland trails
downtown for coffee
a bit of people watching in the park
spring is here
Posted on February 8, 2018
for light, shadow and some supermarket blooms, as the days grow a bit longer
For a fleeting moment we pause and note the sunlight on the sheets as we make the bed, note the warm sun on our cup as we sip tea, or note the fading light on the curtain as we enter the room. And we let out a breath or sigh. Pausing.
~ Elizabeth Searle Lamb
Posted on May 3, 2017
A day is like a whole life. You start out doing one thing, but end up doing something else, plan to run an errand, but never get there … And at the end of your life, your whole existence has the same haphazard quality, too. Your whole life has the same shape as a single day.
May Sarton wrote, “Routine is not a prison, but the way to freedom from time.”
I’m working to get myself on a better routine these days and I feel so much more
productive. Less time online, more time for all the other things I’ve been wanting to do, such as spending more hours outdoors. Now if the weather would only cooperate..
Posted on November 30, 2014
Posted on October 16, 2014
“Tea is an act complete in its simplicity.
When I drink tea, there is only me and the tea.
The rest of the world dissolves.
There are no worries about the future.
No dwelling on past mistakes.
Tea is simple: loose-leaf tea, hot pure water, a cup.
I inhale the scent, tiny delicate pieces of the tea floating above the cup.
I drink the tea, the essence of the leaves becoming a part of me.
I am informed by the tea, changed.
This is the act of life, in one pure moment, and in this act the truth of the world suddenly becomes revealed: all the complexity, pain, drama of life is a pretense, invented in our minds for no good purpose.
There is only the tea, and me, converging.”
– Thich Nhat Hanh
*a thank you to my friend, Shawna Lemay, for introducing me to such wonderful poetry.