31 July 2013

All day, gray, cloudy,
Infecting me with sadness...
I could use some sun.

31 July 2013

30 July 2013

In the yard tonight,
A young rabbit sits,waiting,
Not ready to move.

30 July 2013

 

 

 

(Not a good picture, but taken through a window that could stand to be cleaned, shortly before there was too little light for the camera, and without flash.)



 

 

 



29 July 2013

Talking with my friends,
None of whom are really here,
And sipping some wine.

29 July 2013

 

 

(A little reflection on the joys of instantaneous communication with people thousands of miles away.)

27 July 2013

A strange sound outside--
Clustered under the porch light,
Fluttering  of moths.

27 July 2013

26 July 2013

The crabapple fruit,
Scattered across the front lawn,
Attracting huge bees.

26 July 2013

24 July 2013

Late night.  A cool breeze.
Windows open.  A week's heat
Gone.  At last, I sleep.

24 July 2013

23 July 2013

Lee Konitz once said:
"Christ said pray, and Bird said play."
Then there was music.

23 July 2013

 

 

 

(Taken June 1999.  The line from Konitz was on a Tribute to Charlie Parker album that my mother, for some incredibly obscure reason, had in the mid-1960s...but I think I was the only one who listened to it.)