Month: April 2005
The End
My hip has been hurting lately. Actually my hip, my knee, my ankle. It’s the result of getting older. (ouch) I’m planning on another 30 to 40 years of use. But, already my parts are wearing out. The doctor has already mentioned the possibility of a hip replacement. I recognize the value of such replacments….
The Sky is Crying
P4260127 rainy day, originally uploaded by jhjohnso. Today reminded me of this song: The sky is crying, Look at the tears rolling down the streets. The sky is crying, Look at the tears rolling down the streets. I looked out my window, The rain was falling down in sheets. My baby left me this morning,…
yellow
yellow Originally uploaded by Tama. From Helen at helenkelley-patchworks: Fine quilters have an “eye” for combining separate (and sometimes unlikely) colors and patterns into a grand image. It is all about building pictures with pictures. I came across this web site where the flower pictures look like lovely quilts in rainbow colors. Tama, the photographer…
Moon
P4210049 Moon Originally uploaded by jhjohnso. Silver Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers, and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees; One by one the casements catch Her beams beneath the silvery thatch; Couched in his kennel, like a log, With paws of silver…
Poetry
Nothing Gold Can Stay Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. – Robert Frost P4180001 – Seedling Chamomile Pic from Flickr.com by…
Small Things
Summer is about abundance. Fall is about loss. Winter is about minimalism. Spring is about small things, new things, firsts, only’s. In spring I am excited about the little discoveries that I would never notice in other seasons. P4090169 Pic from Flickr.com by jhjohnso.
Goldfinch
P4020008 Originally uploaded by jhjohnso. The birds in our yard are beginning to shed their winter colors. This little guy is partly there.
Spring is here
P4020016 Originally uploaded by jhjohnso. In my garden, the first flowers of spring are always the snowdrops. They aren’t very showy. But, when they poke their clean white heads up through all that gray winter litter…. what a joy!
Up Fox
Looking up Fox Street toward Willow Drive. Foxwillow…. get it?