Texture of Tuesday – 2


A texture that changes

And dances

With the slightest movement of air

And the forever pull of gravity

Clear

Yet, reflective of light

Solid

Or part of the air that influences it

A texture within and that which surrounds our lives

It’s there to behold in all of its’ changing textures

Enjoy the day

A Bookish Sunday – Where’s Waldo? -Side Stories


Books, whether fiction or not

Usually are telling you the story of the main characters

In a time and place

Yet in the background

There are those side stories

That fill in spaces

The main characters evolve around

In “Where’s Waldo” we search for Waldo and his friends

Glancing at all the other stories as they unfold

We and all living things are our own main characters

Still we are just side stories in others lives

I keep Where’s Waldo? on my shelve

For it seems our world is more interesting when we search for the side stories

Bookish Sunday – Tales in Non fiction


I look thru my shelves of books

To realize most are non-fiction

Tales told of the world we live in

Stories built upon the past to the present

Earth and us as main characters

As it unfolds into the future

I pulled this book down to open the pages

“New England Forest Through Time” By David Foster and John O’Keele

The slideshow below are dioramas that show NE forest over the cost of 300 years

It book describes the changes to landscape, vegetation and wildlife that have occurred

It is a theme that is discussed in many of the books I have

Whether it’s NE or other parts of the US and the earth as a whole

This book I’m always opening, so it will remain on my shelf

To end this post I’ll add one more picture

In the slideshow we seen the changes that have occurred through our use of the landscape

Today many of our changes have much more long term effects on the landscape

For our use of man-made materials to alter the environment

Has changed the time-line for the environment to recover, if it can

This reminds me of another book ” The World Without Us” by Alan Weisman

Maybe to be looked at again in the future.

Head in The Clouds Monday


In the days when travel was easy

I always look for the window seat

For part of going some where

Is the distance we move to get there

And that makes the journey

So much more interesting

Please indulge me

As I share what I have observed

From my window seat

On “Head in the clouds Mondays”

Time Ripples


As we stand here in the Present

Looking to the future

Our past pushes us forward

As we ripple thru time

In case you wondering the photos are of crab apple knots

A branch was cut years ago and the bark has been growing to cover over the wound

Those folds are each a new year’s growth

A Bookish Sunday- Sitting with Old Friends


I’m sitting here on a Sunday morning surrounded by old friends and some just acquaintances

All in all, they have been part of my world, whether as whole tales or just footnotes in the tale of one’s own life.

As with old friends, some remain close

Others are thoughts and feelings of one’s past

And as time moves on, we have a chance for new friends

Some to stay and to share their stories

Many more will come and go, as our own time allow.

There are old friends, sitting on shelves collecting dust

Knowing that they won’t be pulled off the shelf

It is time to se you free

For the unopened, unread book

It just seems so sad

When someone else might be excited

To turn your pages

To view the world thru someone else’s words

So I may take another Sunday morning

I will sit here and open your pages

One more time

To share my thoughts of you

Before I say goodbye