Category Archives: Life

a walk in the park.

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from july 3rd-october 30th, i spent much of my free time walking the parks in ann arbor. i was initially surprised that there were over 150 parks in the city, but happy to discover the number. and so, with no sense of direction, and no expectations, other than to see what was out there, i wandered into the woods and stumbled into the greenspaces, open to whatever came my way.

 some of the things i discovered about the parks –

ann arbor has 152 parks, along with other recreational and activity spaces

not all of the parks were easy to find or to access, information and directions were vague at times – there were many secret entrances. during this adventure, i had to climb though brambles, through backyards, across driveways, park illegally, go over and under fences, across ravines, around hills, between fences, over water, under low trees, and behind school yards.

the parks total over 2,000 acres (more on that tomorrow)

they range in size from the tiniest pocket parks (postman’s rest and depot) to the largest- birdhills (161 acres) and the nichols arboretum (123 acres)

many different people/organizations help to care for them – the university of michigan school of natural resources, the boy and girl scouts, garden clubs, sportsmen’s clubs, land preservation groups, businesses, neighbors, schools, churches, anonymous individuals

they are used for all kinds of celebrations, get togethers, meetings, activities, sports in every season, as well as solitary endeavors

all kinds and ages of people and animals use the parks

there is a lot of water involved – rivers, creeks, streams, lakes

lots of trees, wildflowers, corn, berries, pine cones, apples, orchids, peonies, lilies, mushrooms, thistles, brambles, green spaces, vines, grasses, ravines, hills, fields, marshes, meadows

lots of rocks – from boulders to gravel

play areas of all kinds – for toddlers through adult sports enthusiasts

lots of structures – tree houses, forts, damns, benches, tables, huts, camp sites

lots of animals of every kind

incredible histories and memorials

lots of neighborhood parks – each has at least one park within it

at times i felt like i was in someone’s intimate space, like showing up and sharing their yard with them

other times, i was the only one in a large, incredibly beautiful space, in the middle of the city, or just on the outskirts, but deep in the woods, hidden away and far removed

some of the things i discovered about myself:

i am stronger and have much more stamina than when i began walking

i am apparently bite and injury resistant – never was bitten by any insect, animal, or human, only got scraped after my slide down a hill

i love walking deep in the woods in quiet solitude

it takes me about 40 minutes before i am deep in my zen zone when walking and then i could walk forever

i also love being amidst the wildlife and human activity in the parks at times

i went through 1 and 1/2 pairs of shoes

i discovered interesting lost/abandoned items along the way – mittens, socks, flip flops, shorts, underwear, glasses….

i am now a bit wealthier – (found 28 cents along the way)

i am able to walk in all weather conditions

i still have a horrendous sense of direction but always find my way back home

i found so much more than i ever expected, including an incredible sense of peace, and feel changed in ways that will stay with me forever

each and every park has a story, each one has its own personality, each one has very loyal caretakers, each one is valued by the community, each one is clearly loved by someone.

it was a long, but wonderful journey and when i finally reached the end of the list, it was bittersweet. along the way, i learned much about my city, the people who live here, the spaces within my community,  the nature that surrounds me, and even more about myself. thank you to ann arbor for providing such amazing places of beauty for all of us .

“many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased.”

-john steinbeck

misfits.

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for all the oddballs and misfits out there,

eventually, if you just follow your path,

you will reach somewhere no one else has.

you are uniquely meant to do something that only you can do.

-twinkle khanna

the time being.

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and once again

daylight savings time comes to an end.

for the time being.

“do not think that time simply flies away. do not understand “flying” as the only function of time. if time simply flew away, a separation would exist between you and time. so if you understand time as only passing, then you do not understand the time being. to grasp this truly, every being that exists in the entire world is linked together as moments in time, and at the same time they exist as individual moments of time. because all moments are the time being, they are your time being.”

―  13th-century Zen master Dogen Zenji, as quoted by ruth ozeki – A Tale for the Time Being

image credit: david pearson- antique time spiral

 

hopscotch.

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“i cling to the optimistic belief that the haphazard and the hopscotch,

the creature that sips among many flowers,

may actually come up with something…

”

-b. leithauser

 

hopscotch on sidewalk at postman’s rest park

ann arbor, mi usa

 

sugar skulls.

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today our kinders

learned  a beautiful lesson

about a lovely tradition

honoring those who we have loved and lost

and now continue to remember

on this very special holiday each year

and onward.

“the core belief of the Day of the Dead is so poetic and simple: as long as we remember those who have passed away, as long as we tell their stories, sing their songs, tell their jokes, cook their favorite meals, then they are with us, around us, and in our hearts.

-jorge r. guiterrez

The Art of the Book of Life, Introduction 
(Dia de los Muertos – Day of the Dead)

this post is dedicated to little hazen

forever 5

 who left us on this day

much loved

 lost much too soon

and always remembered.

ealuscop.

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the old english word ‘ealuscop’

means ‘ale-poet’;

one who recites poetry 

while drinking beer.

 

 

 

credits: painting by irishman, sean o’daniels, word origin from british medieval history

all hallows’ eve.

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I spot the hills 
With yellow balls in autumn. 
I light the prairie cornfields 
Orange and tawny gold clusters 
And I am called pumpkins. 
On the last of October 
When dusk is fallen 
Children join hands 
And circle round me 
Singing ghost songs 
And love to the harvest moon; 
I am a jack-o’-lantern 
With terrible teeth 
And the children know 
I am fooling.

-"theme in yellow" -carl sandburg 1878-1967




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image credit: google images (vintage)

melt.

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‘now autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods

and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.’

-william allingham

tonight will be my visit to the last ann arbor park

one day before my goal of halloween

it will be bittersweet to end this adventure

 watch for my story this weekend.

 

roots.

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summers in the late 60s

mc5

grateful dead

play free concerts in the park bandshell

late summer 2017

grandsons free play in the same park bandshell

“dig into the roots of culture, and it will grow.

it’s like a grass that is growing, and it cannot stop,

and music is like the fertilizer for that.”

-burning spear

west park, ann arbor, mi, usa

(2 more days and 2 more parks to go)

 

band image credits: ann arbor news archives

goals.

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the kinders naturally understand the power

of a hard helmet and a soft puppy

when getting through a day.

“at the end of the day, the goals are simple: safety and security. “

-jodi rell