a quick exit.
why so sudden?
had goldilocks been there and heard the bears coming home?
“the first bowl of chocolate pudding was too hot, but goldilocks ate it all anyway because, hey, it’s chocolate pudding, right?”
-Mo Willems (author)
what could be better
on dirt and dried grass
while dreaming of snow?
“my first playpen was a cardboard box.”
love wandering around the town
discovering artists’ work
left in unexpected places
a sudden inspiration
using what they found
“i don’t think there’s anything in this universe as powerful as the power of an artist to create.
by that logic, we are all artists, aren’t we?”
what did i find at the farmer’s market?
lots and lots of berries, zucchini, tomatoes, farmers, pies, flowers, herbs, honey, bread,
and one tiny dragon.
“one does not need the size of a dragon to have the soul of a dragon. “
– robin hobb
art from discarded loose parts – recycled phones and cords
“it’s not where you take things from – it’s where you take them to.”
image credit: *telephone sheep by jean luc cornec, artists without borders
*ArtistJean Luc has put old landline telephones to good use with his sculptures titled “Telephone Sheep”. The series explores how fast technology is moving and how we can put old things to good use. The sculptures use the hand dialing base as the head, the cords as their wool and the earpiece as their feet. The “Telephone Sheep” exhibit was displayed at the Museum of Telecommunication in Frankfurt.
grandie j heads out
mohawk helmet on
with pokemon cards, water, hope
off on his bike to meet friends
at their ‘secret fort’
in the neighborhood.
after he makes his grand exit
grandie b, left behind, shares –
“we all have the same secret fort, but no one knows it.”
“well i know the secret places. and the nests in hedge and tree;
at what doors are friendly faces, in what hearts are thoughts of me.”
-henry wadsworth longfellow
on the shores of lake michigan
j keeps trying
imagining his kite
flying high in the wind
and then –
“imagination is the highest kite one can fly.”
holland state park, lake michigan, july 2020
back in the day
when my girls were little
if there was a power outage
I would tell them
we were just like the family
in ‘the little house on the prairie’
we could pretend we were them
have lots of fun
it was okay for a while
until it got old
the novelty wore off
when there was
no pa playin’ the fiddle
no butter to churn
no humming and singing
no stitchin’ to be done
no cows to milk
then we just had to wait it out
and it was not fun.
“where a light can’t live, i know i can’t.”
-Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little House on the Prairie
image credit: nbc tv
“how does my chocolate cake taste?”
“it’s more better than a brick.”
“i can live for two months on a good compliment.”
to say hi
to the grandies and friends
I was lucky enough to enjoy
their indoor flying and blow-up forts created with fans.
life is good at the end of summer.
“the end-of-summer winds make people restless.”