Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

 Hand blown and hand worked glass, floating in a bed of water.  Fittingly, this brittle. sensual garden of flowers, snaky items. and spears of glass sits right next to the partictularly un-needle-like "Seattle Space Needle".    These needles are sharp.  Dale Chiuli, Garden and Glass, Seattle 2021

Side aching, splitting head, time passing away; Graveyards full of conversations. Remember seeking Paris on fifty a day? Remember those great expectations? Travelling, travelling, I don’t remember much Before the stations blurred out of view, Fields filling up with sun-dipped mornings, New mown hours full of daffodils (and you). Where is the river that used to run? Where are the Cedars and Pines? We’re off to the meadow to play with the sun, Leaving only our shadows behind. Brooklyn Botanical Gardens Desert