Blessings and prayers to all whose shelter is threatened by the fierce storms of the east coast of America.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Beans & candles
I got them in just in time. Six bean plants for the coming summer.
'Better to light a single candle than to curse the darkness.' (old saying)
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Thursday, October 25, 2012
Time to go
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
A golden day
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Thursday, October 11, 2012
The waves are waiting
The ocean is waiting.I'm off to the coast tomorrow, to watch the waves, breathe the fresh air, and let go of trying to do the impossible.
My computer is going to hospital over the weekend, for a transplant that will end up making it just like new (so I'm told).
And so I'm going off line, to a zone before the age of the compulsive screens, to a zone where the lazy horizon seems to stretch forever.
I'm taking with me a very solid book, The Hare with Amber Eyes, a book about former times, and I'll walk, and plant and read.
And drift with the tides.
Into another time zone.Until Monday, when I welcome back the invalid, and together we will find our way back into the modern age.
See you later.
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Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Feasting on flowers
But hidden among the leaves, great fragrance is wafting out.
Meanwhile, spring flowers are dripping down from the vines
He has been taken in the springtime of his life.
We are weeping blue tears amidst the greening of spring.
The kowhai are dripping from the trees, full of sweet nectar
And a single rose blooms amongst the hips of last autumn.
Andrei, this one is for you.
Rest in peace.
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Saturday, October 6, 2012
Fine ladies want to play
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Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Lost among the leaves
Aah; it was time to break out, to seek leaves of a different kind.
I went for a walk, and spring was singing through the air,
with an upward thrust of greening, filling out the empty spaces,
shining waxen with newness,
or delicate, yet emphatically tracing patterns on the sky,
bursting into unexpected colour
and frothing like candy floss,
and my spirits lifted with the bursting twigs,
the leaves of spring, in all their myriad forms.
Lost amongst the green, lost in the leaf-filled sky, lost in the joy of the season.
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