"The touch, the feel of cotton, the fabric of our lives …"

(exploring in Alabama today; iphone 5)

"The touch, the feel of cotton, the fabric of our lives …"

(exploring in Alabama today; iphone 5)

Astraphobia, also known as astrapophobia, brontophobia, keraunophobia, or tonitrophobia, is an abnormal fear of thunder and lightning.

River the Rescue Dog has developed a fear of loud noises in this her 13th year. But apparently if she is in my lap, she feels better. (It makes me feel pretty cozy, too.)

Astraphobia, also known as astrapophobia, brontophobia, keraunophobia, or tonitrophobia, is an abnormal fear of thunder and lightning.

River the Rescue Dog has developed a fear of loud noises in this her 13th year. But apparently if she is in my lap, she feels better. (It makes me feel pretty cozy, too.)

Pulcinella, outwardly comical, innocent, sweet,
[but really you are vicious, sneaky, and manipulative.]

liar. 

Pulcinella, bell ringer on the tower!
[Harsh - it sounds like hell and is consistently and blissfully inaccurate.]

liar.


Pulcinella, I thought you told the truth about time
[Instead I start to panic about my every coming and going.]

liar.



(Pulcinella in Montepulciano, Italy; iphone 5)

Pulcinella, outwardly comical, innocent, sweet,
[but really you are vicious, sneaky, and manipulative.]

liar.

Pulcinella, bell ringer on the tower!
[Harsh - it sounds like hell and is consistently and blissfully inaccurate.]

liar.


Pulcinella, I thought you told the truth about time
[Instead I start to panic about my every coming and going.]

liar.

(Pulcinella in Montepulciano, Italy; iphone 5)

Musings on time

"Time is the water in which we live, and we breathe it like fish. It’s hard to swim against the current. Onrushing, inevitable, carried like a leaf, Fleur fooled herself in thinking she could choose her direction. But time is an element no human has mastered … For what is a man, what are we all, but bits of time caught for a moment in a tangle of blood, bones, skin, and brain? … We are time’s containers. Time pours into us and then pours out again. In between the two pourings we live our destiny."

(Louise Erdrich, Four Souls, p. 28)

The Poem that Took the Place of a Mountain
(by Wallace Stevens)

There it was, word for word,
The poem that took the place of a mountain.

He breathed its oxygen,
Even when the book lay turned in the dust of his table.

It reminded him how he had needed
A place to go to in his own direction,

How he had recomposed the pines,
Shifted the rocks and picked his way among clouds,

For the outlook that would be right,
Where he would be complete in an unexplained completion:

The exact rock where his inexactnesses
Would discover, at last, the view toward which they had edged,

Where he could lie and, gazing down at the sea,
Recognize his unique and solitary home.

(photo source)

The Poem that Took the Place of a Mountain
(by Wallace Stevens)


There it was, word for word,
The poem that took the place of a mountain.

He breathed its oxygen,
Even when the book lay turned in the dust of his table.

It reminded him how he had needed
A place to go to in his own direction,

How he had recomposed the pines,
Shifted the rocks and picked his way among clouds,

For the outlook that would be right,
Where he would be complete in an unexplained completion:

The exact rock where his inexactnesses
Would discover, at last, the view toward which they had edged,

Where he could lie and, gazing down at the sea,
Recognize his unique and solitary home.

(photo source)

Love and passion … the moment, in the now, certain you love and are loved.

NOW

By Robert Browning


Out of your whole life give but one moment!
All of your life that has gone before,
All to come after it, – so you ignore,
So you make perfect the present, – condense,
In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,
Thought and feeling and soul and sense –
Merged in a moment which gives me at last
You around me for once, you beneath me, above me –
Me – sure that despite of time future, time past, –
This tick of our life-time’s one moment you love me!
How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet –
The moment eternal – just that and no more –
When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core
While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet!

Love and passion … the moment, in the now, certain you love and are loved.

NOW

By Robert Browning


Out of your whole life give but one moment!
All of your life that has gone before,
All to come after it, – so you ignore,
So you make perfect the present, – condense,
In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,
Thought and feeling and soul and sense –
Merged in a moment which gives me at last
You around me for once, you beneath me, above me –
Me – sure that despite of time future, time past, –
This tick of our life-time’s one moment you love me!
How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet –
The moment eternal – just that and no more –
When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core
While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet!

River the Rescue Dog and The Man of Steel are on the lookout for threats to Truth, Justice and The American Way. 

(Metropolis, IL; iphone 5)

River the Rescue Dog and The Man of Steel are on the lookout for threats to Truth, Justice and The American Way.

(Metropolis, IL; iphone 5)

"I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."

[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]

-Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American
Notebooks

(Rambling in central Illinois; iphone 5)

Started a search for “treatment for burns” and this is where Google went. Guess this says a lot about the concerns of the USA …

Started a search for “treatment for burns” and this is where Google went. Guess this says a lot about the concerns of the USA …

For me, this autumn seems to bring with it a chimera of mortality. 

(Somewhere in southwest Tennessee; iphone 5)

For me, this autumn seems to bring with it a chimera of mortality.

(Somewhere in southwest Tennessee; iphone 5)