Buddha awaits enlightenment,
sits serenely, waiting, waiting…
Ah, mountain breeze!
Buddha awaits enlightenment,
sits serenely, waiting, waiting…
Ah, mountain breeze!
Maya Angalou,
known to many. Few recognize,
Langston Hughes.
Where have I been lately?
Having a run of “white rabbit days”. You remember the white rabbit from Alice In Wonderland, Through The Looking Glass. The white rabbit in the waistcoat and the big pocket watch on the gold chain, The white rabbit who raced past Alice muttering, “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date.” then darted down the rabbit hole… You know the rest of the story.
For me, it’s only been the rushing from one event, activity, appointment, task… to the next. Apply the brakes. Life, work and home, back onto a more normal flow of events. Grab a week to refresh, reflect, read a couple of good books (Thomas Merton, Charles Capps, Langston Hughes), garden, walk, bike… Ahh!
Speaking of the garden, there’s the apricot in bloom.
Not much to say about Still Life, a simple watercolor study of fruit in a bowl. The bowl was, is, a wooden one we picked up somewhere and still resurfaces occasionally to hold fruit, or some other snack, or munchies. The fruit, delicious, the pear juicy – hmmm. More than a simple study after all, a memory, a taste of the past with promises of the future.
