Friday, September 8, 2017

What happened was, I discoveredt there was lid on my life. It wasn’t easy to notice at first, since there were holes for draining the peas and carrots. It looked like everything was fine, so long as I forgot to look right or left, like a once happy horse full of blinders.

But as luck would have it, using a string from a lost green bean, I scaled up the edge of the pot, and wham! Over I went, pan, lid, stringbean string and all. So I’m sitting there on the counter top, and what do you know? The door is cracked open a small little bit! I swore I had it locked and chained, but no! So I got off the couter and Out I Went! (sometimes self interest and amnesia just win out.)

And guess What I saw outside?

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Monday, September 4, 2017

In the Shadow of Water Lilies

I'd like to be underwater again
to swim in the shadow of lilies
I like that purple one over there,
with the crinkly leaves
and the curled up sun,
And shadows weaving the roots

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Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Two friends and I met for lunch Monday,

... and we didn't know what to do about the eclipse, No cameras  no glasses, no cereal box, no pin holes,so we decided to take a taxi up to Fifth Avenue to Central Park anyway. It was 2:15, and we walked in just north of the museum. Well there were people all over the place, and friend Rita asked the first three guys where they got their glasses, and she said I'm jealous, and one of them said, "here", and gave us a pair of glasses. It 2:44 when it was at the height, so we went on up the hill.  And finally the sun came out behind a limb, and it was a teeny tiny little red thing with a black thing in front of it and black all around and it made me so happy to see it.

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 and it just made our other friend Gabrielle happy-- she just kept saying "I'm so happy'.  So I'm standing on the sidewalk with these glasses and people walking by me, and so I said to couple of people, "have you seen the eclipse?" and they said no.  I said, "here look through these", and that's what they did.  And all they said was "oh my gosh", "that's amazing", "wow".

I did it with some people with cereal boxed snd what not-there method got a blurry black and white image.  The each one said wow. Etc! There was a woman with a cane who could hardy barely walk. She came over clutching a  cane, hooked it on a railing and then she saw it. and she said WOW-- she couldn't get over it; she was so happy she was grinning from ear-to-ear and her granddaughter kept coming back to see it.  And so all in all it was about at least 12 people that I gave the glasses to, and let them experience this, and every one of them, even the guy sitting on the bench who was pretending to be asleep (maybe because he had a camera but no glasses), he opened an eye and got up and looked--even he was wow-happy. And I realized that is part of what I want to do in Life or what I do. You do it to. it is to let people discover life and in their heart- real  happiness and understanding that comes from seeing real things -not just jokes.

And I remember in the front yard or the side yard of my Brother's house in Santa Fe with a telescope looking at I think it was the moon.  I worked for NASA, and I'd seen all those NASA photos ( one of them changed my Consciousnes--the film of the astronaut who could almost Reach Out And Touch the blue ball of Earth)--that changed my Consciousness, and so did a little experience like that Moon in my Brother's backyard,  because it was real and it's right there!   These are indelible experiences where we share, just to include and to affect another life, momentarily, that they may forever remember the solar eclipse of August 21st, and out of nowhere it let them create happiness.  

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Eclipse August 21, 2017 in Crestone, Colorado (By Larry Calloway)



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Sunday, August 13, 2017

Manhattan at Night, From the Brooklyn Bridge


A small rat noses down the puddled track bed,
Hunched up night-shifters wait for a train.
Elevators at attention with doors closed,
They’re working late on the 32nd floor.


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Manhattan at Night ~ from the Brooklyn Bridge

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Rain Dappled Garden Path

Is there anything more enticing than a garden path after a summer rain?


Friday, July 21, 2017

Pale Lady of the Secret Garden Returns

Oh, it's great to return to my home all clean, but
Where is my dubious, shady patine?
It's great to be back in my pond alright, but
Where are the greens and the darks and the light?
Where are the dabbles and dribbles and tears,
Engraved in my gossamer over the years?

I'll start over, I guess,
and in no time at all
I'll be dripping and messy and ready for fall!

Our beautiful lady of the secret waters--returned after being scrubbed

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Rescue Mission

One moment ago, this lampost was teetering on the brink! This happens every now and then, when conditions are aligned. Fortunately for all of us, a bevy of blossoms were floating nearby and came to the rescue just in time!.

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Secret Garden, Central Park

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Colorado UnEdited

On the way to Crestone...

Drawing closer .....

Crestone Community Flower Planting... 
Larry C.
Linda Jo C.

*Note for those who do either do not get or do not open email...
Hello Everyone,

Here I am in Colorado in the gorgeous early June green. These photos are unedited, since I am on a MAC that I don't understand.

I know I can't exactly make this a mission for the day, but if
you can arrange it, even in dead of eary morning or late night, get a small plant, and sneak it into a tree bed or a nearby plot. Be aware, though, that it then becomes your very own and may need watering--unless, of course, you can purchase a very hardy New York Street Plant.


Love and best wishes for a blossom-filled day,
Linda Jo

Friday, May 26, 2017

The leaves of summer

Let the sap of summer nourish me,
like a small bough,
with a leaf stuck for life to its limb.
Let the autumn wind care for my soul.
So what if winter crawls over my roots!


Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Messy Cherry Blossoms

I told all my blossoms to wait for the bell
and then bloom all at once in a flowerly spell!
But they burst out whenever, however, wherever,
and now it's a tangly blossomy hell!

Monday, April 3, 2017

Brave Buds

Sweet green bud wrapped tight as a new umbrella
sneaking out from winter covers
betting its life on another spring.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Gossip!

I don't know what it is, I never saw it before!  Maybe it's one of those dangerous immigrant things from over there!

Oh well, it is kind of cute. Let's wait a while, and see.


Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Meet our new friend Ripple!

So far we don't know too much about Ripple,  but here's how we met.......

I was happening to glance to my left on the way up 5th avenue, when my pointless progress was arrested by an insistent and very demanding TWEET. I turned around, and there was the unmistakable puffy, tweety, happy presence of Ounce.

Ounce hopped and tweeted, and off we went up 5th Avenue and into the Park near the Harlem Meer. I thought Ounce was after a favorite bathing bowl, but it’s too early for fountains.

Before I knew it, Ounce was tweeting and fluffing and hopping, and who floated over but Ripple!

Ounce introduced us, and off they went for a ride on the Meer! I tried to get a photo, but Ounce kept moving around, and then there was the glare of the sun.

I can’t tell you how much fresh air can be packed into a walk.
Ounce on 5th Avenue

Ripple floats in the Harlem Meer

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Ponderosa Country


Ponderosa Pine at the Southern Edge of the Rocky Mountains
Sante Fe Plaza, New Mexico


Monday, December 26, 2016

The Riven Tree

The trail is quiet, not a bird breaks the silent, trackless, virgin Colorado Powder.

Time itself rests from its relentless, steady, pushing and cracking through its unmarked path.

No spring on the wing, no thaw, no new growth needling its way into a new spring morning.

No, not yet.


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Saturday, December 24, 2016

The Continuing Saga of Green, the Sinclair Station Protector

Our hardy photographer was again exploring the myths and sagas of the Ancient West, when he or she snapped this amazing shot of Green, the legendary protector of the Sinclair station in Southern Colorado.  The rumor is (probably) true!!   Every now and then, just once in a while, Green steps away from his daily vigil and his nightly nap to wander the midnight streets of Fairplay.  Notice the slight turn of the head, the tiny smile, the mischievous gleam of the eye. 


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To re-enjoy the origin legend of Green, see http://discoveringmeaninginlife.blogspot.com/search?q=green+egg

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Friday, December 23, 2016

Snow Grazing

It's late afternoon in the Arkansas River Valley in Southern Colorado. Cattle graze on the yellow leftovers from the fall harvest, probably alfalfa.
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Friday, November 25, 2016

Autumn Remains of the Day


Thank you for your service....
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Callery Pear Tree Leaves, November 24 2016

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Thursday, November 17, 2016

Apple Harvest Time Along the Reservoir

I was stuck on a limb on the upper east side,
I haven't a clue how I got there!
I was hungry and cold and I needed a nap,
I was lonely and full of despair.
I was inching along in the best way I could, but
I haven't got feet, and I slipped on the wood!
I am fortunate, though,
I fell onto this hole! So,
I ate and I ate, and I'm gaining some weight,
I am warm, I feel great, all I need is a mate!
I am ready nourish my soul!

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Along the East Side of the Reservoir, Central Park

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

A Wrinkle in Time

I looked along the wrinkles in my couch, looking for a random blink of karma. A tiny warp in the woof of time. Oh yes, here's one, and it’s a beauty.I'm weaving away at a plain wool blanket, horse outside, warm piles left to show the way for the summer grass. Oh that’s too far off. I had a saddle though, it was western style, squeaky and smelling of old leather. Aspens along the ridge.

Oh that leather smell!

Pines in the background, sounds of the horses chomping up the yellow grass, rough mane, rough hair, rough feel of western Levis. Old boots with dusty creases, red fire in the wildflowers. White, white clouds along the ridge. Sun somewhere shining.

Now there’s a wrinkle for you.

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