Entry lane

House martins are back.
Busy with feeing their brood
while I am writing.

Marvel(lou)s

"Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel? You must work, we must all work, to make the world worthy of its children."
- Pablo Casals -

Encounter

Meeting in the walnut.

Laughing Lhursday *

What does one not do
just to please one's granddaughter.
Ah, to see her smile.

 

* [For first time visitors]:

Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

"Multitasking"

Offering shadow

plus sweet, delicious cherries –

multitasking tree.

Open

Welcome to Seanhenge.
Instead of a closed yard gate
nature at its best.

Laughing Lhursday*

. . .

 

* [For first time visitors]:

Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Monochrome Monday

Birch

Friday is Skyday

On the road . . .

Ulysses Documentary

Laughing Lhursday*

Ha ha ha ha ha:
Poppy without bumble-bee.
Blame the shutter lag.

* [For first time visitors]:

Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Those were the Days

Seven Fishermen.
Playboys of the Western World?
Perhaps Synge could tell.

Little Feet

Feet that soon will run
fast and faster . . . oh so fast.
How I love these feet.