Archives for 2021

Dreaming our way to the snowy top of the mountain.

A winter holiday suggests appropriate dimensional directions and wafting-weaving within.

A hot spring, a cold stream and a wavering fern.

Dipping down into ancient memories, last week, last era and last eons.

Are we new, recent or just contemporary – we do not know.

But a bank wants our account and doesn’t imply a goal of any amount.

We trudge on with abandon and dynamism.

The rose seemed to have the color of a sunset I remember.

I wonder if they will offer me the chance to name the rose.

I think my name will be the best name ever.

I remember being 5 years old, walking between the rose trees, trying to avoid the thorns.

Perhaps that’s why this is such a simple and pure thought.

Happily harmless.

Crayons and strudel.

They just came to mind.

The last time I ate strudel I was sitting at a table with a very kind person. The last time I used crayons I was also sitting at a table and we laughed, a lot.

So these are pleasant things to think about.

Far healthier in a sort of feedback-loop way, than the “news”.

A matter of opinion. No.

Beauty is what it is, and most welcome at that.

Is this more beautiful than that? Now that answer, is a matter of opinion.

But by and large I’m right!

We all are!

There is logic and wisdom and compassion – mix these and you have mixed the perfect tone.

No doubt.

The greens are on.

We’re talking about cooking.

The recipe, as always, is made up as we go along.

What’s in the fridge, what did we bring home from the market, what comes to mind – that’s how we cook.

It’s like the Salvador Dali meets Pisaro, of cooking.

But better.

Delicious!