That means it’s time for August Postcard Poetry once more. This year I really feel the struggle between words and painting/visual stuff, but will endeavor on. First a quote via Brain Pickings: The world is violent and mercurial – it … Continue reading →
On a red shopping cart.
Enjoyed stopping to watch the sky tonight. I was intrigued by the scalloped edges and all the different layers and types of clouds. As I started taking photos there was a guy moving around taking photos. Finally I said – … Continue reading →
The clouds today were big and puffy and fun. Here’s all the photos I took this morning on the way to work. And after a long day at work, and even though I should be writing a poem to send … Continue reading →
Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is like a broken–winged bird that cannot fly.
