Discovering Beauty in Everyday Life

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I have an idea Would you like to play? No special rules, it’s a game called today We’ll meet at the farm by the cottonwood tree Bring a basket along; it’s all right with me There are raspberries up in the canyon they say We can take the old path though it’s out of the way I’ll hide and you seek, I’ll give you a clue If you find the old mill I’ll be waiting for you. We can’t wait too long for the time to be right Tomorrow is already stalking tonight.   Waiting Bird hiding in a camouflage of patterns

The towers of Eldorado covered in winter willow gold   Eldorado from the Boathouse Lake

From a super reader (bf.)  [watch out for that triangular cleavage] As I dimly recall (Geology 101), Central Park & most of the city has 2 major rock formations: sparkly mica schist & hornblend schist (triangular cleavage,I think).  But "Rocky" looks like one of the boulders--not "country rock"-- that got rolled over from New Jersey during the last glacial movement--maybe Palisades diabase? There's a great big one up at the Cloisters. Bit of interest: the mica schist in our neck of the woods is not biotite mica (dark sparkle) but muscovite (white sparkle)  so-called because the Russians used sheets of it for stoves that both warmed & illuminated.  THANK YOU!!!  I love these things. 

Meet Rocky, an exciting varietal example of the genre of sculpture often called Rock.  Essentially, rock sculptures are composed of one or more rocks.  Central Park is built on a strata of rock called schist*.  Schist forms the rocky outcroppings in the Park. Rocky is ancient, and has been crafted over the eons to symbolize the creation of mind, matter and soul  Look carefully and you may discover a special talisman all your own. nature-made sculpture The Rambles, mid park and 76th street *Schist definition, any of a class of crystalline metamorphic rocks whose constituent mineral grains have a more or less parallel or foliated arrangement . dictionary.reference.com/browse/ schist

 I went over to the other side to take a look  You know it was the same old quiet evening  Over and over structure, repetition, an urban stamped out subdivision.  I want that house, give me that petal, and let’s have a look at that grass blade-No! Not that one, for heaven’s sake, I mean that one over there. Yes, that is the one. Oh, to be selected.  So what if Milky Ways are one in twenty?  Who cares about the droplets and the grains?  Just once to be the one and only The one with homespun and yellow corn and himself there in love. Its Christmas now and streaky windows pick up stringy lights and smeared colors in the oily puddles and the waffled manhole covers     Jane's tree with Susie