Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

Brave Sapling has enjoyed another summer!   Brave is 2 1/2 years old.   Some limbs suffered over the winter and one is broken down, but look how full the leaves are! See the new rock ferns around the roots and in the ledge?  And look at the wonderful water plants coming up to meet Brave's dappled shadows! South Reservoir Pump House, Central Park August 2011

NYC - Metropolitan Museum of Art - Roman statue of Artemis and a deer Roman statue of Artemis and a deer Greek or Roman, Late Hellenistic or Early Imperial, ca. 1st century B.c. - 1st century A.D. Leon Levy and Shelby White Court (the central atrium in the new Greek and Roman Galleries).

Before.... 5pm 8/.27 After.... 10 AM 8/28 Yea!!  Only the Downhill Post is Uprooted!!

There’s a slickness in the streets, Red-stained and glowing. Sharp stings coming! There’s a pale center in the lights. Smokey-grey and closing in. Sharp pains wrenching! Traffic crouching in the shifty quiet, Sneaky warnings: Buy it! Buy it! Now. Stretchy plastic screeching! Don’t walk, not now,  stay put, It’s too late now, there is no turning! Sharp drops falling. South on Lexington Avenue from 94th Street, New York City.  August 27, 2011 South on Lexington Avenue from 94th Street, New York City.  August 27, 2011

August leaves in transparent colors Transparent Leaves of August

There is just something magical about blue flowers in the tail of summer

Click on the arrowhead on the left below to begin the sound..  Slide the little white circle on the right all the way to the left to raise the volumn by Linda Jo. I’ve a picture In my mind of an ancient room There’s a streak of red dawn through the iron window panes. I sit among the peas and string beans wanting apples. Oh for a red and yellow apple! Sweet, running with sap, running barefoot. I am not a gentle lady I am proud to say it. I could have been a morning peach amid the mourning doves. I could have been a warming bowl with cool milk and hot oats. It could have been the midday sunny harvest dust (and him). I’s green now, green with peas and roasting chickens, I have a picture though. In the attic of my mind