Archives for 2015

I look at the wonder of shapes and feel the shape of wonders.

Mi casa es tu casa, said the well-heeled bull.

But the invitation contained mixed ideas, dual-sided intentions.

Toss a coin if you want to lose it.

Be the coin if you want to win.

Pure beauty…the beauty of the moment.

There you are, the view, the chair tilted to maximum comfort, the sounds of the city and the songs of conversation as people pass by.

This can be fixed in home environs or foreign far flung destinations.

The strategy is fickle, the feast is the flow.

First, breathe it in.

Then, let it unfold like the play it is, the stage it is.

Fiction chases reality in an endless race.

You are right.

Now we’ve got off to a good start, let’s exchange ideas.

You have a solution, I have a new direction.

You have a design, I have a method.

We seem to be a winning team.

You are right.

A corn stalk wavered as if in anticipation the next wave of the breeze.

Two men walked up the hill, talking slowly, knowing everything the other had ever said,yet waiting for what was about to be delivered fresh and new.

The sun was fighting successfully to gain a presence on the day.

Two dogs wagged tails as if understanding it all.

Appreciation.

Becoming the treat.

Only a few observations are needed to be able to become the one they remember. Remember with good feelings, and a pleasant expectation of further meetings.

The real treat is the one you get from tossing a coin in the fountain of a beggars cup without turning back, without further thought.

For you.