That’s what I asked myself while standing next to Rodin’s headless Walking Man sculpture that was next to the Yoko Ono’s Wishing Tree in the Hirshhorn Museum Garden in D.C. We took this picture at the entrance of the museum for our grandsons. Notice the flat tires. Although the Smithsonian orchid exhibit (see HERE) was […]
They look like aliens or pelicans. Like iris and pansies and lilies. Dragonflies and drones. This one looks like Goofy in a hat and this one like an angel in a dress. Exotic but not but not fussy, they come in countless varieties of easy care and long lasting blooms. Once they were rare, found […]
The poem I write is not like the jacket I wear It’s more the shoulders it rests on the arms it covers the belly it warms And the poem I write is not like the soup I make It’s the wrist that stirs the spoon the hand that guides the knife to […]
The sky is always bluer on the side of new adventure.
1. There are places of comfort / at the tops of trees / where the tulips turn like bells / but never ring / Where the lost and found mingle / but don’t tell their secrets / They hang like our childhood / just out of reach… Read the rest of I Look Up, a […]
-The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on April 18, 2019. Family, friends and customers came out in large numbers Saturday to celebrate the Buffalo Mountain Brewery and McDaniel Tavern’s first year anniversary. Part of the SWVA Mountain Brew Trail of craft breweries, Buffalo Mountain Brewery was named “Best Local Craft Brewery” in the […]
The next best thing to Pink Floyd in Floyd is The Darkside Experience, an operatic Pink Floyd immersion, complete with an epic light show. And it happened right here in Floyd at our hometown Dogtown Roadhouse. We were all in the Pink of psychedelic nostalgia and loving every moment. Beam me up, Roger. Back […]
I went in search of tulips to make up for the ones that the deer ate in our yard. I had been missing Monet’s Garden like a lost lover after our fling in Paris last August. I had a strong desire to see tulips. I knew where to go, The Hahn Horticultural Garden in Blacksburg, […]
The sun plunges low Jets trail like tribal arrows Vultures circle like warriors and startled doves cry The moon meets the horizon like a sacred hoop rising Like a white buffalo omen Dreamcatcher of hope ________Colleen Redman / Poets United/ Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
1. I think I’ll call him Squiggy. 2. Pretty as flowers / in a bouquet of colors / A floral choral / of plumes in blooms. See my Favorite Finches HERE. 3. A new species of ancient humans was recently discovered in the Philippines. Dubbed Homo luzonensis, the small-bodied hominin, named Homo luzonensis, lived on […]
It’s April 16th and the butterfly count is two. Both were yellow swallowtails. The mountain bluebird count is one. The forsythia blooms have come and gone and now I’m waiting for dogwood petals to wax full, like the moon. The sound of an airplane overhead makes me homesick for my Hull, Massachusetts hometown peninsula, where […]
_______Our World Tuesday
