2053. refuge

in the blazing sun
my shadow finds some respite
with those from the leaves 🦊❤️

 My shadow grows more and more grateful to the kindness of leaves during our current heatwave. 🦊❤️ 

2052. good bye sycamore

 

from its high wire perch
a lone bird chirps so sadly
“good bye sycamore…” 🦊❤️

It is indeed sad to watch an enormous Sycamore tree being slowly dismembered day after day by a work crew. A lonesome bird perched on a high wire agrees I think… 🦊❤️

2051. and the winner is….

 

up - up - up it climbs
who will be the first to bloom?
and the winner is!!!!! 🦊❤️

In a dense patch of weeds, A Jack in The Beanstalk like weed climbed into the sky to let the sun’s rays do their work on the anxious bloom buds waited. And the winning bloom is!!!!! 🦊❤️

2050. stand out


it’s taller than tall
who wouldn’t look up to you?
“grow on tree - grow on!!!” 🦊❤️

When I saw this single tree towering above the rest, I could not help but think about my Cousin Joe who was inducted into the Mid Mon Valley Sports Hall of Fame last weekend. Congratulations Joey!! 🦊❤️

2049. mail pouch tobacco

 

grab a great big wad
stuff it deep inside your cheek
try not to turn green 🦊❤️

For the last 55 years as I drove the turnpike between my hometown and Philadelphia an old Mail Pouch chewing tobacco sign has endured on the side of an ever aging barn. Yesterday as we drove to and from a family reunion and celebration I was treated again to a flood of memories associated with my cross state travels over the years. But foremost in my bank of memories is the first time that I chewed tobacco  while working in a steel mill in The Mon Valley. I immediately turned a shade of green I have not seen since!! 🦊❤️

2048. fly like a bird

 

no fence high enough
to stop my galavanting
the sky’s the limit… 🦊❤️

As I walked by, a single Mourning Dove looked down at me and kindly posed for a photo. Then it simply took off high into the sky… wow! 🦊❤️

2047. boiling water and pizza

 

the same axiom 
holds true for water and pizza
watching doesn’t help 🦊❤️

A couple of times a month I have morning coffee with my friends Rob and Andrea’s place. I bring along Wawa coffee and he usually supplies delicious bagels and fruit. Well last week he surprised me with a home crafted pizza with delicious tiny golden tomatoes from their garden. I got a kick out of watching him,  watching his pizza cook perfectly.  It didn’t quicken the cooking time, but it assured the crust was perfectly done!!!  🦊❤️

2046. won’t you be my neighbor?

 

a stalk of clover
some blades of hearty green grass
comp’ny for the tree 🦊❤️

Our little parking lot bound tree is growing a neighborhood. Mr. Rogers would be pleased. 🦊❤️

2045. r.i.p. david hockney

 

bringing colors to life
following art where it leads
where blue leaves make sense 🦊❤️

Today’s post of David Hockney is a republishing of my post of 2020. Yesterday he died at age 88. He was an English artist who never ceased recreating himself artistically his entire career. If I had to choose an artist who inspired me the most in my own artistic journey, it would be David Hockney. Rest in peace.  🦊❤️

2044. bolt of lightning

 

from my eye’s corner
an orange lighting bolt leaps
to my eye’s center 🦊❤️

Going from invisible to a flash of lightning… a leaping deer. 🦊❤️

2043. can’t get there from here

 

trapped in a labyrinth
round and round we made our way
finally to escape 🦊❤️

During out evening stroll we came upon a meditation labyrinth. No matter what path we took we couldn’t seem to get to the center. When we finally did make it to the center, getting out was equally challenging. Not very meditative…. The tracker app that we use on walks captured our effort. 🦊❤️



2042. contemporary still life

 

looking straight ahead
not at hand held devices
but at the pictures 🦊❤️
***
lined up like soldiers
giving their full attention
to thoughts on canvas 🦊❤️ 

We visited the Brandywine River Museum yesterday with our friends Gloria and Rachael. The exhibit featuring contemporary still life  works was so-so. But the saving grace of the excursion was the people watching of people looking at art. 🦊❤️



2041. catch me if i fall

 

dare i get closer
if i do i just might fall
from up here to there 🦊❤️

I love the butterflies that erupt in my stomach whenever I get too close to the edge. 🦊❤️

2040. don quixote is my hero

 

some would say it’s nuts
to water a hopeless cause
but someone has to… 🦊❤️

It has been a couple of months since we spotted a tiny tree sprouting from a crack in a large parking lot. It continues to hang in there. We are now watering it to keep it going in this hot weather. Quite a silly undertaking… but somebody has to do it! 🦊❤️

2039. observer

 

walking lost in thought
the ground passing underfoot
you quietly watch 🦊❤️

Time and time again I am pleasantly startled by deer standing quietly, watching my every move as I pass quietly by. 🦊❤️

2038. thank you rob

 
insidious foe
your three shiny leaves of woe
forever prowling 🦊❤️

As I was sitting in my comfortable chair on a lazy Sunday morning, I thought, “I have no photo to post on my haiku blog - oh what should I do?” At that very moment my good friend Rob texted me the above picture with the comment, “Can’t stop poison ivy!!!” Perfect timing Rob. Thank you!! 🦊❤️

2037. life’s puzzles

 

on a quiet stroll
the missing puzzle pieces
can often be found 🦊❤️

When you are having a difficult time understanding the “whole picture” of life’s many puzzles, a quiet, solo walk will often help you find the picture’s missing pieces! 🦊❤️

2036. rivers flow here

 

still beating the odds
an asphalt bound tree sprouting
nurtured by rivers 🦊❤️

A few weeks ago I posted a picture and haiku about a tiny tree that was growing in a crack of a very busy parking lot. We check on it every time we pass the area on our walks. I was especially fascinated by the network of little rivers in the asphalt that are nurturing its fragile existence.  🦊❤️

2035. miraculous none the less

 

birds filling the sky
living their inner bird lives
not all birds will fly 🦊❤️

When I saw the lifeless body of a newly hatched bird, the gift of life was magnified in my mind. Its short, flightless life remains as miraculous as those lives flying overhead. 🦊❤️

2034. special encounters

 

what makes a stroll fun?
taking in the old and new!
and petting simon!! 🦊❤️

Whenever we stroll around the neighborhood, we are always on the lookout for what is new.  Maybe more importantly we enjoy relaxing in the familiarity of what is the same. But when we run into Simon the neighborhood cat and lavish him with pets, the stroll becomes extra special. 🦊❤️

2033. a life gone

 

it’s all that’s left
just circles of  years well lived
hallowed ground for sure 🦊❤️

As we walked through the neighborhood, we were sad to see that an enormous tree had been taken down.  The rainy, dismal weather matched how we felt about its departure. 🦊❤️

2032. hearin’ led zeppelin

 

hearin’ led zeppelin
on a hot - slow car wash day
my private concert… 🦊❤️

As I waited for my car to appear at the end of the car wash tunnel, I heard strains of Led Zeppelin coming from the employee’s shed. To my surprise there sat a tall man hunched over his guitar picking along. I clapped! We crammed lots of conversation in a short span of 3 or 4 minutes about music, life, dreams, times and the future as he dried my car… thank you for adding a great part to my day Russell. 🦊❤️




2031. deer path

 

up a steep incline
a well worn path meandering
courtesy the deer 🦊❤️

I love seeing the telltale signs of deer on the move. 🦊❤️


2030. a sea of fragrance

 

all of a sudden
a most heavenly fragrance
a sea of clover 🦊❤️

As we strolled along we were overwhelmed by an exquisite fragrance. We knelt down and placed our noses close to the of sea of cloud like blooms of  clover.  What a  Sunday morning treat… 🦊❤️

 


2029. realization

 

as i walked along
i stopped at the perfect spot
where it became clear 🦊❤️

Last night as I walked along a Philly sidewalk, I unexpectedly walked into a box in which I felt comfortable standing.  🦊❤️ 

2028. an end and a beginning

 

it’s commencement day
four years of college over
time to start what’s next 🦊❤️

Today is commencement day at the college that I live next  to.  Lots of proud families gathering to celebrate the beginning of the next chapter. As I walked through the campus I could not help but reflect on my own college days at Pitt and Penn State. I had to chuckle because I still have the recurrent dream where it’s finals week and I have not been to any of the classes…. Lol. 🦊❤️

2027. you’re on your own baby!

 


in a field of green
a pond slider lays its eggs
then goes on her way 🦊❤️

Today I saw a Pond Slider Turtle laying its eggs in a grassy field. After laying the eggs the turtle leaves the eggs and never returns. If the eggs hatch, the babies are totally on their own to make their way into the world. As I looked at the large mother turtle I was struck with just what a courageous and miraculous journey of survival she has made on her own. 🦊❤️


2026. exhausted

 

in a clover bed
exhausted dandelions
soon will bend and sleep 🦊❤️

Today as we walked our morning stroll, stems of  once bright dandelions stood tall having done their cycle of life, now ready to go to sleep. 🦊❤️

2025. take a second look

 

the perfect hider
invisible to most eyes
except those that see 🦊❤️

This creature is called a Rough Prominent. As I passed by a stucco wall what appeared to be a leaf caught my eye. I took a closer look and lo and behold what a wonderful surprise. 🦊❤️

2024. magic mushroom

 

one would almost think
that a skilled artist carved this
abstract mushroom 🦊❤️

When I see the art that is created by nature, my mind fills with inspiration to explore new creative projects. 🦊❤️

2023. family matters

 

standing face to face
canadian geese discuss
where to lay the eggs 🦊❤️

It’s that time of the year that Canadian Geese couples build their nests and lay eggs. As we walk along we see all of the various couples here and there preparing for new additions to their families. 🦊❤️

2022. against the odds

 

a day long ago
a chosen seed sprouted roots
and beat all the odds 🦊❤️

As I stood and gazed at the ancient trunk of a huge tree, I thought about the miracle of its start as a seedling to its current state as a towering weary and wise wooden monument.  Beating the odds…. 🦊❤️

2021. a chair’s life

 

their rest time near done
another day of sitters
and eaters soon starts 🦊❤️

I couldn’t help but feature these two red chairs awaking from a night’s rest. Another day of hungry diners about to begin. 🦊❤️


2020. what are the chances?

 

what are the chances
that this tender tree survives?
only in this haiku… 🦊❤️

As I walked along I spotted this tiny, tender tree that had sprouted in the crack of a large parking lot. Coincidentally there was a Maple Tree seed and cherry pit laying beside it. I thought, “How long will that little sprout survive?” Then I took a picture, wrote a haiku and thought “Forever!” 🦊❤️

2019. ticker tape parade

 

as i walk along
the cherry trees announce me
ticker tape parade 🦊❤️

I swear that trees come to know folks that visit them often and appreciate their wonder. 🦊❤️

2018. fireworks

 

when i see this weed
i think, “ the fourth of july”
its flashes and booms 🦊❤️

I love dandelions when they turn to seeds. It really is an amazing illustration of the beauty and mathematics of nature. 🦊❤️

2017. the trail

 

life is like a trail
sometimes under sunny skies
and sometimes cloudy 🦊❤️

There is no place like a trail to contemplate life. 🦊❤️

2016. “cotton candy here!!!!”


seems like forever
he’s hustled cotton candy
our living legend 🦊❤️

For over thirty years my sons and I have followed the career of “Ethan the cotton candy man” in Philadelphia. Our first encounter with him was at the old Veterans stadium in the 1980’s. We love his no nonsense approach to  cotton candy sales. Energetically striding up and down stadium steps at Phillie’s games. Stone faced and grim he performs his job. We caught up with him again at  last nights game. We spoke with him for a few minutes to reminisce about the old days.  As we parted he flashed us a rare smile and then barked, “Cotton candy here!!!!” 🦊❤️


 

2015. bluebird lovers

 

rain clouds sail above
golden grasses bend below
bluebird lovers watch 🦊❤️

The birdhouses in the meadow are again occupied by Eastern Bluebirds. We stood and watched them all sitting atop this year’s homes in preparation for new additions to their families. They mate for life. Yulan and I love watching them year after year. 🦊❤️

2014. ducks, ducks and more ducks

 

jeeps are.all the rage
dashboards decked with daffy ducks
this one takes the prize 🦊❤️

Jeep owners have a practice of leaving rubber ducks on the door handles of other people’s jeep indicating that they think the jeep is cool! Ever notice jeep dashboards lined with cute rubber duckies of every color and size? I wonder how many ducks this jeep will be awarded by admirers?? 🦊❤️

2013. a child’s mind

 

an old rotted stump
a canvas for a little one
to have fun… be free… 🦊❤️

It was so refreshing to see the creation of a child using a rotted stump and blossoms from a prolific weed, lesser celandine, on our hike.  The art of having fun…🦊❤️


2012. give and take of love

 

from wholesome eating
to mcdonald’s fish filet
love’s a give and take 🦊❤️

Over the years Yulan and I have sculpted each other into people who are much different than when we first met. All in all I have been the beneficiary of many life style improvements due to Yulan’s influence. Yesterday I felt somewhat guilty for convincing Yulan to have a Filet of Fish sandwich at McDonalds. It is safe to say it was a once in a lifetime experience for her… 🦊❤️ 

2011. chameleon

 

out of the clear blue
the winter carpet of brown
turns a vivid green 🦊❤️

A world of colors… 🦊❤️

2010. blossom blizzard

 

in the swirling breeze
bright spring blossoms falling
like a winter’s snow 🦊❤️

The tree blossoms are exploding despite the erratic weather patterns of cold - hot - cold - freezing.  Today I watched a blossom blizzard fall in freezing morning temps. 🦊❤️

2009. guardian angel

 

the steel sentinel
guards a tender sprout of spring
so it sees summer 🦊❤️
I love how industrial hardness coexists with the softness of nature. 🦊❤️

2008. honey locust tree

 

honey locust thorns
silhouetted on grey clouds
points to coming rain 🦊❤️

The Honey Locust tree in the meadow is one of my favorite trees to stop at and spend time looking at its fearsome thorns. Every time that I visit,  it creates a new point to think about. 🦊❤️

2007. kitty is back

 

kitty my black cat
long gone for many a year
has come back to time 🦊❤️

Kitty, my ornery black cat, long gone, has made her way back to spend time with us. She was so much fun to bring back to life in paper mache form. Coincidentally she also goes by the name “Moo Moo” and she is the logo  of my son Kevin’s startup tea company “Moo Moo’s Tea”. 🦊❤️

2006. happy easter

 

foggy easter morn
the son is risen… he’s gone
magnolia blossoms 🦊❤️

Happy Easter all! 🦊❤️