1164. a watched pot never boils

 

standing and watching

not a single leaf does fall

…until i walk away 🦊❤️

I stood and I waited with my camera at the ready, waiting to snap a floating leaf.  The tree was more patient than me as it would not give up a single leaf until I walked away. As the saying goes, “A watched pot never boils.” 🦊❤️

1163. yellow

 

gardens almost spent

splashes of yellow still glow

a shovel joins in 🦊❤️

Yesterday was a drizzly, damp and dreary day. Thank goodness for some bright flowers and a sunny shovel to warm the day. 🦊❤️

1162. dawning on me

 

suddenly i wake

it dawns on me that i am

driving on a ball 🦊❤️

I love it when I experience those rare moments of clarity during which the magic of my existence dawns on me. Just driving around on this invisible speck of dust that is floating around in endless space… that is perfectly arranged. 🦊❤️ 

1161. hot stuff

 

for the longest time

huy fong brand could not be found

“cock-a-doodle-do!!!!” 🦊❤️

Pho (Vietnamese soup) is a favorite for Yulan and I (also for Kevin and Jeff my sons). Because of supply line problems and adverse growing conditions, our favorite pho joint could not get sriracha from Huy Fong Foods. It was so scarce that individual bottles were being sold for 50 - 60 dollars on line. . The substitute brands just did not do the trick. We were very happy to see our rooster labeled bottle in our favorite booth at our last visit!!! Hot damn!!! 🦊❤️

1160. “the host”

 

so long its life gone

yet very alive with life

the consummate host 🦊❤️

While at yoga yesterday morning, I found myself contemplating the beauty of this long gone tree stump.  It was almost totally enshrined in vines and bugs and fungi.  It keeps on living and giving. It will be a painting someday. “The Host”. 🦊❤️

1159. where do you stand?

 

back in the distance

away from the mad’ning crowd

standing with the trees 🦊❤️

When I saw Yulan standing way down there  under some trees and among some cut logs I could not help but reflect on how much that setting suited her. She loves tree and skies. She has her opinions, thoughts and stands but is not compelled to let the world know about them. She simply lives her life in accordance with them.  🦊❤️

1158. time

 

me and my oldest

the mirror begs the question

“where has the time gone?” 🦊❤️

I had a wonderful morning with my oldest son Jeff.  It was great to sit and talk and laugh and rehash all the years gone by through the eyes of two “older men” with age and wisdom under our belts. We are so alike in so many ways. 🦊❤️