Saturday, May 30, 2009

Saturday Mantra

Just go with the flow.


Taken May 16, 2009.

Friday, May 29, 2009

The Color(s) of Spring

The best thing about spring isn't that it's green; it's that it's many, many greens.


Taken May 16, 2009.

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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Creepy Crawlies and Not

Being a nice person, I'll start with the "Not".


Taken Born May 27, 2009.


Hognose, "rattling" its tail on leaves
Taken May 24, 2009

Venusta Orchard Orbweaver (I think)
Taken May 14, 2009.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Morning Glow

Why I don't mind that the dogs bug me to go walk early in the morning.


Taken May 24, 2009.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

A Visit to Brown County ...

... can be very relaxing.


(no, that's not Mary)


Brown County State Park
 

Fried biscuits, a Brown County treasure (yes, that's Mary (on the far right))
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Monday, May 25, 2009

Varieties of Quiet Reflection

A good and peaceful Memorial Day to all.


Taken May 21, 2009.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Sunday Poetry Post




Dirge Without Music
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts
        in the hard ground.
So it is and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of
        mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and lovely.
        Crowned
With lilies and laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter,
        the love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant
        and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do
        not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the
        roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.