Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

A too bright day of dappled paths and sun stripped fences, Light shards bouncing, scattering, scampering, Hanging sheets, white and playing, Laundry baskets pulled along, close pins pinching, towels flapping, Hunting berries down the canyon, Pulling onions, shelling peas, Harvest coming, ripening, softening, Swelling in the summer sun. Central Park Reservoir Berries

Happy Blurry Buds (new lens, please)

I once was a flower of spirit & elan I can’t remember when I was part of a cluster of beauty you see But I didn’t see it then I think I had a sweet bouquet But I can’t remember when My beauty faded, like it does I regret it now and then I lost my petals and fell to the ground I’m not sure what happened then Somehow this summer I came back again But I can’t remember when! Snowball bush in the Secret Garden -- 2013 Mission for the day: 1. Select a time when you should be doing something else 2. Breath deeply. In......Out. Iiiiiiinnnnn..... Out... 3. Picture a clock in your mind. (how many of you pictured an alarm clock with a bell on top?) 4. Now think: Tick! jump! Tock! jump! Tick! jump! Tock!! 5. Finally, recall the quiet, sweeping second hands of old...... tiiccckkkktocccckkktiiccckkkktocccckkk May you be blessed sweeping petals and slowly changing things, ( was a bloom with esprit and élan,)

I love these hip-minimizing downward shots! Beach Stroller, July 2013 Sag Harbor, photo by Edith D.

Did you ever have a time in your life when the ages of your life were switching back and forth, oscillations all over the place?  I have!  Past returning again and again, mid years tumbling over each other, today a sort of happenstance.. Time circling, head reeling Panoramas bending in Where did I lose my timing? Before, after, synchronize! Spinning in a daze of might-have-beens Where is the middle way? Years flashing, streaking, blurring Over and over, one more time Pennies dropping, arrow hovering Lead ball closing in. Sea grass tumbles in the evening sun Wet roots, clammy with potential. Shall I double down on the red today Or hope against hope for a black? The colors are running, the dye is cast Just one more quarter turn! Atlantic Ocean at Sag Harbor

Serious Photographer trying out the New Media on the local Ocean and Moon Edith on the Beach

Individual at Metropolitan Museum of Art holding virtual head Perseus, Perseus Immitator, and Perseus Immitator's Frightened Observer at the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Perseus Immitator's Birthday