Old Chains, New Chains

Careful with that feel good conformity….it may become mandated

Shadows

Poor shadows, much maligned. Even the lowly weeds cast magical, whimsical shadows. An observant eye sees the beauty in the brightness and the shadows nearby. Step into the light you, and cast that shadow, your shadow and make it follow as you set your course in new directions.

Looming, they summon me……

The clouds draw my attention. I cannot explain the attraction for the looming updrafts, the bulging and bursting explosions of greyness. I am fascinated by the majesty, the forces at play. It’s as if heaven or hell are at the doorstep and I stare. To some it’s just science, to some it is more.

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Turkish Delight……..

The Party: Red Light~Blue Light

We attended a party this past weekend. A raucous affair for a residential neighborhood. Live music, a diverse crowd of mostly counter-culture persuasion. Nary a soul san ink. The air was pungent, scented with the herb. The music was inciting of happy feet and possessed gyrations. It could have been 1972. 

I couldn’t help but notice the night-time lighting in the landscaping. I moved through the sweaty, moving bodies to snap a few shots…yes, there I was moving through the Rhody taking photos as if trying to find Alice’s rabbit hole. No Alice wasn’t ten feet tall………….

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The Hub

You won’t find many quotes, sayings or poems about a hub. No witty metaphors, no rhyming of words to show adoration of the center of things, the hub. Without the hub we are at a standstill. There how about that one. “Without the hub, we are at a standstill.” SwittersB              

For something so essential, there’s little written praising the hub. The word itself does not foster pleasant thoughts I s’pose. Ok, walk if you must. But it has its limitations in the end. Praise to the hub.

The Explorer

There’s always one…thank goodness.