Always in search of a different perspective – at least visually – I like to consider birds’ feet, as well as their faces.
Sometimes it works.
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Photo Memory of the Week
Posted: 2024 May 11
Tweet of the Week: Mother’s Day Edition
Posted: 2024 May 12
The first sound I knew was your heartbeat.
The first voice I knew was yours.
I learned to gauge my safety from watching your eyes.
I learned to speak by watching your mouth.
Your love for me is almost as endless as my love for you.
Happy Mothers’ Day pic.twitter.com/KVk9KGiSDJ
— Dan Wuori (@DanWuori) May 12, 2024
Prose of the Week
"This is the way of providence: dandelions in abundance that give pleasure by their beauty and create fun for children who blow the seeds everywhere. I think it is a kind of proof of original sin that whenever we are given something in abundance, we are not grateful but instead invent some silly category to tarnish these gifts simply because they are common. We call them weeds: invasive species. . . . If dandelions were only found on obscure Pacific islands, people would book eco-tours to see them, and all the best magazines would contain sermons masquerading as articles on how global warming, overpopulation, warm houses, and free markets threaten endangered dandelions."Source:Â Being Perfect, by David Beresford; Gilbert Magazine, Volume 24, Number 3, Jan/Feb 2021
Posted: 2024 May 11
Poetry of the Week
The Dandelions
- Helen Gray ConeUpon a showery night and still,
Without a sound of warning,
A trooper band surprised the hill,
And held it in the morning.We were not waked by bugle-notes,
No cheer our dreams invaded,
And yet, at dawn, their yellow coats
On the green slopes paraded.We careless folk the deed forgot;
Till one day, idly walking,
We marked upon the self-same spot
A crowd of veterans talking.They shook their trembling heads and gray
With pride and noiseless laughter;
When, well-a-day! they blew away,
And ne'er were heard of after!Posted: 2024 May 11
Music of the Week
Tweet of the Week
Posted: 2024 May 11
I’m starting a support group for people who didn’t see the Northern Lights last night.
We are valid. Stop erasing our existence
Any joiners
This is our flag pic.twitter.com/sCIpt5rSNn
— Helen Nettleship (@Nettleshippy) May 11, 2024
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WOW. Wonderful photograph!
So visceral. I’ve give this a prize. 😀
Barbara – Thank you. I’m tempted to do a series on feet.
It will be hard to top this one.
Barbara – Ah. A challenge . . .
This also bears on Seth Godin’s message of re-seeing what’s already there. This morning at church, we sang “This Little Light of Mine,” and waved a finger in the air. And I was struck by what those fingers said about the pain of arthritis, knobbled and bent. Or of workplace accidents, with the end of a finger missing. Or perhaps of vanity, with fingernails that would rival a bobcat’s. Learning to see — really to see — beyond the fancy plumage to the stuff that isn’t so obvious, so demanding, can be rewarding.
Jim T
Jim T – I wonder (ha) whether anyone else thought about the fingers in that way. Likely not, so then I wonder what other musings were generate din that sanctuary this morning. The world really is full of wonders, isn’t it?
A marvel. Yes. Go for feet. They top funny faces in machinery.
Laurna – What?!! Do they even top funny faces in kitchen utensils? But that’s the great thing about this hobby – it need not be either/or. Consider feet added . . .