found these two hanging out amidst the clover
seven+ months until st. patrick’s day
they started celebrating a bit early
while they look a little worn
it doesn’t seem to matter.
—
“years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.”
– samuel ulman
relaxed dinner from the deli
such an easy delight
picnic by the river
ice cream just right.
—
“there’s a deli around the corner from my office where I’d get a bag of chips with my sandwich,
and I was hiding them under my sandwich because I was embarrassed.
when I had this epiphany that I was hiding the potato chips from myself,
I realized there was an opportunity there.”
-keith belling
—
zingerman’s deli, ann arbor, michigan, usa – 2023
on international dog day
deep into the dog days of summer
i’m reminded of one of my all time favorite movies
‘dog day afternoon’
incredible acting
unbelievable
and inspired by
a true story.
photo from the actual crime scene, 1972
—
sonny: “is there any special country you wanna go to?”
sal: “wyoming.”
sonny: “sal. wyoming’s not a country.”
-salvatore ‘sal’ naturale – dog day afternoon
—
credits: warner brothers pictures, 1975, avenue magazine, life magazine, the boys in the bank
they are way too clever and a have a flair for sarcastic humor
—
” at a wildlife rehab facility i met two crows that said, ‘caw’ in a human accent.
they said it like a human reading the word ‘caw’ aloud.
the tech shook her head and said,
“they’re making fun of us. people say ‘caw’ to them all day,
so they’ve started impersonating us.”
-cryptonaturalist
—
image credit: google images
some paths just wait to be discovered
—
“we keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things,
because we are curious, and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”
-walt disney
—
leslie park, ann arbor,michigan, usa
it’s that time of year again
move-in week
the uni students have newly arrived or returned
for a year of who knows what lies ahead
the stores, the streets, the students
are full of excitement, fear, questions, hopes
and a broom, a big mirror, and a case of ramen noodles or two.
—
“i move in the university of the waves.”
-pablo neruda
why does the dove sit and visit
day after day
her answer is
this rustic nest
built atop the rail
tucked way beneath the tomato plant
a safe and shaded home
for the baby doves
soon to be welcomed into the world.
—
“and there my little doves did sit
with feathers softly brown
and glittering eyes that showed their right
to general nature’s deep delight.”
-elizabeth barrett browning
yo!
rainbow
hello
don’t go!
—
an original, in honor of bad poetry day
which i just missed
but now
it’s very nearly national poets day
and before too long will be national poetry day.
and so
see below.
—
Hard on the heels of Bad Poetry Day on August 18
Comes National Poets Day on August 21
Presumably we celebrate good poets for this day.
Although Poets Day could certainly refer to any poets, good or bad.
It could even mean you! If you’re a poet …
So on August 21, celebrate the poet in you. Or in your friend. Or your favorite poet. It’s all up to you.
This day is different from yet another day celebrating poets and poems: National Poetry Day in October.
( a reblog, in honor of ikea’s 80th anniversary)
—
after a long while
and a lot of swedish kaffe
i made it
through
the ikea rat maze
but not before gathering
as usual
all kinds of ‘domgjingos’
and other unexplained things along the way
along with the one item I set out to buy.
I was feeling victorious
when things took a turn.
I left my cart at the end of an aisle
to get a closer look
at an exciting ‘grushlbonker’ of some sort
and my cart went missing.
I first thought that maybe I had misplaced it.
no luck.
I then looked for someone ahead of me
who may have mistakenly grabbed the wrong cart.
still no luck.
I watched for someone to suddenly do an about face
and hurriedly return with the wrong cart in hand
a bit embarrassed and mumbling an apology.
still no luck.
maybe it was my giant blue used $1.49 bag
I had in there that was so appealing?
what could anyone else possibly
find any use for, or value
in the odd collection of things I’d snagged along the way?
I couldn’t even remember most of what I had in there
but now I felt I needed each of them for some reason
and was somehow missing them.
I decided to consider it a small gift to the universe
someone must have needed it all more than me.
I hadn’t paid for anything yet
so no loss
other than time and energy
and of course
that fancy blue bag
but most of all
I had no desire to rerun the maze
so I grabbed a few new things
I didn’t know that I needed
along the route to the register.
and threw in
a shiny new blue bag
along with
a 6-pack of cinnamon rolls
just for good measure.
—
“why would anyone steal a shopping cart? it’s like stealing a two year old.”
-erma bombeck
I didn't have my glasses on.... 