Sunday, July 7, 2019

On Creating Beauty in Mallorca

Question:  Are Mallorca* Pearls Real? Answer#1:  Yes, otherwise, they would be virtual.

Answer#2:  According to our Brave Traveling Photographer's research, the number of oysters needed to produce one natural Oyster pearl would be..."about 1 in 12,000, (google)"

So we now see why people create pearls from glass seeds covered with closely-guarded secret substances such as, (shhhhh), fishscales.  Regardless, Mallorca Pearls are beautiful.

Creating Mallorca Pearls

Woman adding final layers to Mallorca Pearls

* Note:  Mallorca (Majorca) is one of Spain's Balearic Islands in the Mediterranean. It's known for beach resorts, sheltered coves, limestone mountains and Roman and Moorish remains. Capital Palma has nightlife, the Moorish Almudaina royal palace and 13th-century Santa María Cathedral. Stone-built villages include Pollença, with its art galleries and music festival, and hillside Fornalutx, surrounded by citrus plantations (googled Mallorca)  [and where did Google get this information?  Does Plagarism have meaning in the Internet era?]

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Ghost tulip appears and disappears

Snowdrops are unfolding, daffodils are three inches tall! Oh how I love this spring, baring its soul for one more season. 
Ghost Tulip from Yesteryear

Monday, February 11, 2019

Colorado Winter: The Idle Hour

I remember a broken rabit-hut behind the Idle Hour.  This winter snapshot from a trailways bus just missed it; it's up the trail a ways past a frozen spring.
There it is after these many years, full of ghosts, abandoned, screen door leading to the empty porch.

Sunday, December 30, 2018

The Golden Mountains of Crestone

As legend has it, those who trudge the paths to see these Golden Mountains receive a Golden Chance. Beyond all expectation, our adventure-ridden photographer has trudged these paths and captured the essence of their Golden Spirit.

Look deeply into their Golden Image, and you will receive your Golden Chance.  We don’t know how, we don’t know when, so be aware and on the lookout.

Make haste!  As the days dwindle and the temperatures drop below a certain event horizon, escape from their Golden beauty becomes impossible.

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Crestone’s Golden Mountains

Monday, October 29, 2018

Is There Really Such a Thing as a Covered Bridge?

It was a cold day with fog and rain and grey-rimmed clouds, when there appeared a long covered bridge.
I think it was real, since such things exist in the ancient myths of New England.


Friday, October 12, 2018

A Trunk Full Of Parrots

While walking along a normal street a couple of blocks from City Hall Park in downtown Manhattan, our Heroic Photographer came across a distressed lady wrestling with a fold-up table full of 4 very large Scarlet Macaws.

Curious, our Heroic Photographer paused and asked (stupidly),  "Do you want any help?"

"Yes!" she said.  "These are the Parrots for Peace, and I'm looking for The Demonstration."

 And how are you going to get  there? asked Heroic.

"I don't know," said parrot lady, sadly.

So our reluctant, yet helpful Heroic Photographer picked up one edge of the table.

But wait! A second onlooker wandered by-- and hesitated!

Heroic Photographer quickly ceded the table-edge, waving a happy Bon Voyage as the two new table- carriers wobbled away towards City Hall.

Mission for Today!
a. Locate a busy street corner if one is nearby.
b. Watch and Wait for about four minutes.
c. Carefully note what drives, walks, scooters and cycles by.
d. Anything unusual? If so, take a note. If not,
e. Be on the lookout!

Thursday, August 2, 2018

Songs of Autumn Deer, Taos Pueblo: July 2018

!!! Mission for the Day !!!
a. Find a place to stop for a moment. Inside or Outside, Each will do.
b. Listen...
c. What is the furthest away sound you can hear?
d. What is the closest?
NOTE: You may need to find a place of relative quiet.

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

Songs of Autumn Deer, Taos Pueblo: July 2018

!!! Mission for the Day !!!
a.  Find a place to stop for a moment.  Inside or Outside, Each will do. 
b.  Listen...
c.  What is the furthest away sound you can hear?
d.  What is the closest?
NOTE:  You may need to find a place of relative quiet. 

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

On Mud pies and puddles

I remember the smell of mud pies in an asphalt puddle
Toes snuggling in the green, green grass
An ant here and there

That was the day I inked-in the lines.
No more scratching out.
No more waiting around for that long-gone miracle.

After all, there's a  new dream just around the corner
scampering into the cacaphony, 
Wrapped in new minted leaves, 

gh the cacaphony,

Friday, June 22, 2018

AirBn Believe It Or Not

At Last! An Air BnB entire floor-through Stuyesant Heights garden apartment with incredible energy!  See for the listing. 

Monroe Street Garden Apartment (after)

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Ciudad de Oro

It’s around here somewhere, I am sure
I saw it once on a lost horizon
Born of chalice gold
with a sheen like sun-tipped starlight.  

Reservoir, late spring

Thursday, May 10, 2018

The Force of Beauty

Nature wringing beauty from an ancient Japanese Cherry Tree.


Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Junk Food For Everyone!

Why try to remember where I put all those nuts eons ago, when I can order potato chips from any human-access hole cover?

Monday, May 7, 2018

A Newly Forged Flower

I stumbled a little
I turned around
 I almost tripped
 On UpsideDown!

Newly Forged Upside Down flower by the South Reservoir blockhouse, Central Park

Sunday, May 6, 2018

A Puddle of Petals

Among the grates and the heat and cement,
despite all the washing and cleaning intent,
in just the right light and on just the right street,
a puddle of petals may water your feet.

Amazing Building FirePlug showers smoldering sidewalk with Cherry Petals

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Is it Rain? Is it Snow? Is it Slush? No! It's ...


EXTRA!  Our ever-inventive Weather Persons have discovered a new kind of sloppy.  It's thundersnow!  It's thundering, It's slushy! It is drizzling, snowing, and sleeting!  The rain is freezing; the wind is pushing people around at 20 to 50 miles an hour!

Yet nothing, no nothing, can keep our wet, windblown and frozen-fingered  New York  lovers from crossing the street,

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Winter Beach at Black Point, Connecticut

Who needs spring when the winter beach is full of
 abandoned shells?
Which tiny creature spent its life creating such a masterpiece?
I'll never know of course, but I am full of gratitude.

Shells from the Black Point Beach

Sunday, February 11, 2018


I am born with beauty
surounding every twig and blade
refracting every color.
Touch me now
before I go.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

The Chromatic Cascades of Winter

Remember the sweet green spring buds, exploding into summer?
 Remember autumn, full of sky blue water lilies? Can pale chromatic winter be any more beautiful?

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Curly Winter Grasses

I'm a happy bush, just look at me
I'm up, I'm curled, I'm orderly.
The blizzards came, the blizzards went
And I'm still here, ubowed, unbent.
So wherever you are and whatever may be
When things get tricky just think of me!

Conservancy Gardens in Winter, Central Park

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Hello from Sinclair Green

Ever vigilant, Green Sinclair turns his head just so and sniffs, becoming more and more of this severely physcal plane.


Saturday, December 9, 2017

Nose to tail, nose to tail, white elephants resting at the roadside edge,
Wait! Is that what I think it is? That pinkish blurry image in the road?
Yes! Definitely!
It is a puddle!
A wet wonderful icy puddle!
How divinely winter.


Saturday, November 4, 2017

Chrysanthemum Bee & Me

In my inner space I resonate,
buzzing symbiotically,

snuggling up in yellow pollen,
resting my wings in lavender petals.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Manarch Butterfly Rests on the Way to Mexico

Having lost the directions to the local Milkweeds, Monarch is faced with the prospect of resting amid the dizzying chrysanthemums. Thankfully, Monarch still stands out!

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Sunday, September 24, 2017

The Saga of the Hudson River Rock Ascent

A woman is sitting on a Hudson River rock,
She was out for some sun and to take a wee walk, but
While innocently ascending through the weeds and the gravel,
She snagged her yellow sweater and it started to unravel.
She didn’t mind at first, since what was the worst
That could happen to beset her from loss of a sweater.
Little did she know on her upward climb,
She was creeping through a climate zone that once upon a time
Caused a temperature inversion that reversed the
Immersion that had caused the incursion
Of the balmy interspersion that released her from the weather
That required a sweater!
She shivered and she shook
And by hook, crook and nook,
She descended from the River Rock
And lived to give her first TED talk!

East Shore of the Hudson River near Cold Springs Harbor

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?


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)


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.

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!.

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


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