Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

Innocent lion-taming maiden unaware of the evil forces of Rodin rapidly closing in. Metropolitan Museum of Art

Listen! Steps crossing the muddy trail, antelope caught by the teeth, stripped down to the bloody footprints. Is there no lust for love, no painful beauty? How did I misplace the pulsing day? Take me to the crossroads one more time, for I require another chance.

Nature comes up with the most incredible things! What are the lily pads doing with fuzzy strings around the edges? Where did that purple and blue come from? And that sun filled center? It’s unbelievably creative and beautiful. No wonder those biologists have so much fun-- Flora, Fauna, Wow!

I see a tingle, over there along the graveyard gravel, inching through the spirit spaces, envy raging. Waking up a day ahead and a day before. A clay dream, cast in rolling hissing mud-stained patched up      cross-hatched yesterdays; trapped in the remnants of a horseshoe crab. Or do I wake up dreaming on a shore with lemon grass? Shining in the satin shallows Thriving in the seaweed Chasing marlin in blue waters Love cross-stitched across the morning Closing up the hallowed edges. Untermyer Fountain, French Conservancy Garden The sculpture came to Central Park in 1947 after the death of Samuel Untermyer. It is a cast of the original. Just how Untermyer acquired the sculpture from the Berlin original or had the cast made remains a mystery. ( The Official Website of Central Park )

Alexander Hamilton attempts to absorb some of the spirit of spring.  Sadly, the blossoms also absorb some distinctly grey and serious tones.

Cleopatra's Needle, probably constructed in the 1200's BC, is almost 3000 years old. I am not even a 100!  It's all a matter of scale. Here's Cleo's Needle keeping company with one of Central Park's signature lamposts. Cleopatra's Needle and a Lampost Reflection::  Trees and a Wavy Cleopatra's Needle

Beautiful Bethesda Fountain, dressed in neutrals