I had just enough time to get the camera and take some pics before the wind started howling. Welcome in March! There are only a few species crocus that have put themselves into the front lawn. They’re tough birds but tiny – those are sunflower seeds around the one view. They last a few days and they’re gone.
Looking to the east around here often looks something like this: close trees, distant hills (right now with that just coming into pinky-pre-budding color) and then sky. I’ll take it.
OK off to do some editing now on two projects.
Messing around on some paper scraps, sometimes stuff happens.
This is the greatest damn thing about the universe, that we can know so much, recognize so much, dissect, do everything, and we can’t grasp it. — Henry Miller
Small box on front porch
inside reminders: freedom
hard won and maintained.
Thanks @WAMCradio for the tshirt and mug but mostly for being who you are – a strong center in a world that needs both news and arts. Also thanks for a World Peace Poetry postcard in the mail.
And according to one of those silly facebook quizzes, if you can’t find me, here’s where not to look (I’ll be the one wearing a First Amendment tshirt…)
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honour or observation. — Sir Walter Scott
A leader is one who, out of madness or goodness, volunteers to take upon himself the woe of the people. There are few men so foolish, hence the erratic quality of leadership in the world.
