"Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.” ― John F. Kennedy


(Watchful cat on a porch, small-town West Virginia; photo mine; iphone 4s)

"Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.”
― John F. Kennedy


(Watchful cat on a porch, small-town West Virginia; photo mine; iphone 4s)

"We all lived in the neighborhood for a couple of more years-mostly through junior high school-and every summer was great. But none of them ever came close to that first one. When one guy would move away, we never replaced him on the team with anyone else. We just kept the game going like he was still there."
- Smalls (‘The Sandlot’, 1993)

(Pile of baseball gloves at a thrift store; iPhone 5)

"We all lived in the neighborhood for a couple of more years-mostly through junior high school-and every summer was great. But none of them ever came close to that first one. When one guy would move away, we never replaced him on the team with anyone else. We just kept the game going like he was still there."
- Smalls (‘The Sandlot’, 1993)

(Pile of baseball gloves at a thrift store; iPhone 5)

“Now, on this road trip, my mind seemed to uncrinkle, to breathe, to present to itself a cure for a disease it had not, until now, known it had.” 
― Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures

“Now, on this road trip, my mind seemed to uncrinkle, to breathe, to present to itself a cure for a disease it had not, until now, known it had.”
― Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures

Oh Spring!
Oh rapturous return of light
Bird song and 
Pendulous bloom,
Oh life and love renewed. 

(Flowering trees; iphone 5)

Oh Spring!
Oh rapturous return of light
Bird song and
Pendulous bloom,
Oh life and love renewed.

(Flowering trees; iphone 5)

"I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it."
- William Shakespeare (As You Like It)

(Pine Tree Mountain Trail; iphone 5)

"I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it."
- William Shakespeare (As You Like It)

(Pine Tree Mountain Trail; iphone 5)

I wipe 
fragmented word webs
off my lips.

Cannot
wait for syllables
to form words.So I
play soft music and
dance my thoughts.

(photo source)

I wipe
fragmented word webs
off my lips.

Cannot
wait for syllables
to form words.

So I
play soft music and
dance my thoughts.

(photo source)

I was sitting in a picturesque town square park, watching dozens of high schoolers dressed for Prom having their photos taken. This guy showed up to add a little dose of reality to the event. #awesome.

I was sitting in a picturesque town square park, watching dozens of high schoolers dressed for Prom having their photos taken. This guy showed up to add a little dose of reality to the event. #awesome.

mywildandpreciouslife13:

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
  ~Edna St. Vincent Millay
expertissim:

André MASSON (1896-1987) Couple enlacé (Embracing Couple) Ink drawing, signed lower middle and annotated on upper


Simply lovely.

mywildandpreciouslife13:

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink

Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;

Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink

And rise and sink and rise and sink again;

Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,

Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;

Yet many a man is making friends with death

Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.

It well may be that in a difficult hour,

Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,

Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,

I might be driven to sell your love for peace,

Or trade the memory of this night for food.

It well may be. I do not think I would.


~Edna St. Vincent Millay

expertissim:

André MASSON (1896-1987)

Couple enlacé (Embracing Couple)

Ink drawing, signed lower middle and annotated on upper

Simply lovely.

(Source: en.expertissim.com)