Saturday, April 30, 2016


A photo a day for thirty days, plus a poem a day on most occasions to celebrate the 20th anniversary of National Poetry Month.  So ends the challenge.  And now---

Into the woods without delay
Be careful not to lose the way.
Into the woods who knows what may
Be lurking on the journey?

 Into the woods, and down the dell,
The path is straight, I know it well.
Into the woods, and who can tell
What’s waiting on the journey?
Stephen Sondheim

 Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods.  Every time you do so, you will be certain to find something that you have never seen before.
Alexander Graham Bell

Friday, April 29, 2016


A photo a day for thirty days.

Cashing in on the investment I made last fall in tulip bulbs.

The May sun--whom 
all things imitate-- 
that glues small leaves to 
the wooden trees 
shone from the sky 
through bluegauze clouds 
upon the ground. 
Under the leafy trees 
where the suburban streets 
lay crossed, 
with houses on each corner, 
tangled shadows had begun 
to join 
the roadway and the lawns. 
With excellent precision 
the tulip bed 
inside the iron fence 
upreared its gaudy 
yellow, white and red, 
rimmed round with grass, 

William Carlos Williams