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Quoting Bertrand Russel

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WISHING YOU A WONDERFUL DAY

 

 

Been away from blogging for a long time now

A lot has happened in my life as I am sure it has

in everyone's I would have been terrified if

anyone had told me what was going to

happen but one day at a time and a lot of

wonderful support when I needed it

everything well be okay

and I and setting myself a goal of blogging

more often BEST WISHES TO YOU  

Wall Street

Occupy Wall Street protesters still protesting in Union Square.
While in Manhattan last week I just had to shoot this picture of this brightly colored protester. I loved the colorful way he had of sharing his message.

The Hollidays are past.

This past year has brought some of us tears or even tragedy others have had a year of joy and fortune. Most of us have had a little of both, somewhere in the middle. Sad or happy we are left with our memories now. And this new year like every new year before it brings hope. Maybe this year will be just a little bit better than last year.

Union Sqare

Fall

Leaves, brown, falling, acorns, squirrels, migration, geese, pumpkins, corn, cranberries, nuts, Halloween, golden, orange, rust…I think of fall I think of autumn leaves I think to me that’s what fall is all about the leaves orange, red, apricot, yellow bright glowing colors of the leaves that and hot apple cider although somehow the apple cider doesn’t taste as good as I expect it to this year the leaves aren’t as bright and colorful as usual some yellows and golds, browns but almost no orange or red the colors are disappointing so far this year.

Packing

Today I started packing to go away for a few days six shirts, six pairs of socks, gloves, and scarves incase of cold weather. It’s a pleasant 70 degrees outside today but not knowing how long such good weather will last I am taking some warmer clothing with me. I just love the weather we are having right now its warm without being hot, comfortable weather. I am not a good traveler traveling tires me out but I find myself looking forward to this trip a nice change of pace don’t you like a change of pace every now and then I think a little verity is good.

Power

Pow- pow -pow our super heroes had powerful punches! Changed the world, and were unbeatable. When I was little I thought grownups were like that all powerful .I couldn’t wait to grow up and be all powerful also with my own grown up powers, even though I am grown up there is still a child inside of me that doesn’t feel powerful. In spite of my grown up powers. Its that part of me that says if I were powerful I could stop a war or two, stop world hunger, house the homeless and I cant fix those problems. They are to big for me to fix alone, but I can see that the world is a better place since I’ve been here I can make a difference.


This is my contribution to this weeks Sunday Scribblings

Taking a Break

While I was in the city I decided to take a walk in Central Park where I photographed some of the parks carriage horses taking a break.

It was a pleasant day and nice weather I walked to the Met from 57th street by the time I got there I was so thirsty that I went straight to the cafeteria and bough a carrot juice and a coke and drank them both.

Right now there is an exhibit of The Age of Rembrandt the exhibit included many Dutch painters as well as Rembrandt and several works by Vermeer.

After the museum closed I sat on the steps and watched street performers they were very athletic and witty they did jumps, back flips and comedy they were good with a crowd.

While I was in the city I decided to take a walk in Central Park where I photographed some of the parks carriage horses taking a break.

It was a pleasant day and nice weather I walked to the Met from 57th street by the time I got there I was so thirsty that I went straight to the cafeteria and bough a carrot juice and a coke and drank them both.

Right now there is an exhibit of The Age of Rembrandt the exhibit included many Dutch painters as well as Rembrandt and several works by Vermeer.

After the museum closed I sat on the steps and watched street performers they were very athletic and witty they did jumps, back flips and comedy they were good with a crowd.

Hello

An artist and a mother I was born in California and live in New York.
I am a searcher. I am searching for moments of magic and enchantment to savor; I want to hold them in essence on paper to remember again. I believe in spirituality the beauty and love of God, but am leery of religion. I want to live each day without fear; something at which I often fail. Sometimes I feel alittle bit like Mr.Magoo kind of lost and not sure where I am going, but I have hope in rainbows, the magic of spring rain, finding a seashell on the beach, a baby’s smile and the eternal hope of love and a better world. I am grateful for the love of family and the kindness of friends and strangers. I believe that by kindness, support, encouragement and love, one person at a time, we can create moments of healing. My ability to enjoy and experience these things comes through my art and poetry. I believe in the power of creativity to heal the mind and soul and body. I believe that the arts enrich our hearts, health and souls. I love the arts even the ones I find challenging. I believe in the power of art and love to heal. Fullness of life freedom of expression comes through my art, writing and poetry. I diligently search for serenity but it most often it finds me in unexpected moments

This is my contribution to this weeks Sunday Scribblings

Chill in the Air

Today I am feeling cold its sixty degrees here today. I don’t remember where I packed my sweaters, I did find a jacket. This morning I made a cup of coco the chill in the air seemed to call for it, the time for ice tea is over no more summer dresses now the weather calls for long sleeved shirts. I miss the warmer weather but I am looking forward to the autumn leaves turning colors in the coming weeks already a few yellow leaves float to the ground.

I am reading A Woman's Paththe book describes women’s spiritual journey and travel a kaleidoscope of spiritual beliefs and exotic locations. It’s an inspiring read.

Today I am packing for a short visit to the city. It’s a little overwhelming the amount of things I need camera, the laptop computer, changes of clothing, bottled water, books, food. I am not a light packer I know I am taking to much, but what to leave behind when I try to eliminate things I just end up thinking of one more thing I need to take with me.

Geese

Some Canadian Geese who’s picture I played with in Photoshop this afternoon

Fuchsia

Wildlife

This morning I walked down to mail box to put a net-flex movie in the box on the way back a doe was standing in the path not moving just staring at me, then she dashed into the woods There is a lot of wild life around here. Earlier today a woodchuck ate the lettuce out of the planter box and the tops of flowers growing on the front porch.. Yesterday a large flock of Wild Turkey were going though the front lawn looking for bits of fallen birdseed.

Writing

When I think of writing I think Of Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bonesand other writing books like Julia Cameron’s The Right to Write. I carry a copy of The The Right to Write in my purse so that I have something to read when I am waiting along with a notebook in case I feel the need to pass the time by writing.
My favorite place to write is in coffee shops with a latte’ I don’t write important stuff I just like to write because I can. I didn’t always like to write, as a teenager and a young adult I hated to write, wouldn’t and couldn’t do it. Responding to letters with a phone call or not at all. But that changed after I read Natalie Goldberg’s book and I learned to write just to write and stopped worrying about the spelling and the punctuation.
Some days I have something interesting to write about like the small black bear that has been wandering into the yard this week but other times I have nothing to write about but I don’t let that stop me from writing in my notebook I just write about the fact that there is nothing to write about no one is going to read my notebooks and at times like that I write for the sake of writing


This is my contribution for this weeks Sunday Scribblings

Small Pond

There is a small pond at the front of the house.When I take a minute to stop and watch the pond is busy and full of life. Green frogs have moved in and sit around the pond one afternoon I counted seven of them ,they are all sizes from tiny small to fairly large.This spring three goldfish were added to the pond now we have lots of tiny fish swimming in the pond some are black while others are gold and a verity of shades in-between.

across the road

I took this picture across the road on an afternoon walk in the woods.

The End

And they lived happily ever after isn’t that how stories are supposed to end?
I prefer the beginning of a book the anticipation of a good read to the end when I have finished and there is no more to read. I prefer beginnings to endings. Birth the beginning of life is a happy event as opposed to death the end of life. Weddings are happy events divorce the end of the marriage is a sad and angry experience. I received a letter from my attorney yesterday regarding my divorce the end of my marriage has been a long and slow process
All things have endings books end trips end days end and become nights. Some endings are happy ones others are not In just a few days my parents will have their forty-six wedding anniversary they are working on happily ever after.


This is my contribution for this weeks Sunday Scribblings

Hummingbirds

hummingbirds blur
darting to scarlet blossoms
emerald wings flash


my contribution to the Tiny Pretty Things theme at http://onebreathpoetry.blogspot.com/