…took the long rambling way back home, stopping a few times to take more photos. Got home and did this, which really didn’t look like any of the clouds specifically but the landscape was pretty close, what there was of it. Continue reading →
Full of bird song •
The morning flutters along •
So many drunk bees
By the still birdbath •
A dandelion bends down •
Under one bee’s weight Continue reading →
This morning I squeezed in a little time with a couple fountain pens. One, the Pineider Avatar TTT needed cleaning so I could move it from blue to red ink (Diamine Poppy Red) and the other, my Sailor Pro Gear … Continue reading →
Another rainy morning and gray afternoon. I went out in a break and pried up some small pieces (well, one was big enough I had to “roll” it along one edge to move it) of marble, laid out as stepping … Continue reading →
stack of seed packets •
will they grow faster than weeds •
or just hopefulness? Continue reading →
It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn’t give it up because by then I was too famous.
