Memory Bank

April will now be remembered for the tragic burning of the Cathedral of Notre Dame in Paris.  The vivid image of the spire in flames falling to the ground, and this 12th century structure, engulfed in flames will forever be a sad part of the past.  Maybe saddest of all is it happened during Holy [...]

Gray Day

Gray day, today.  Cold.  Gray turns to darker gray.  The day moves on.  No sun to be seen.  No rainbows in the sky.  Dusk will fall, unnoticed, and turn into night.  Buds on lilacs, and dogwoods take shape, begging to bloom.  Icy rain like sleet hit my jacket and makes that noise sleet makes.

April is Here!

Edith Holden wrote, in 1906: April The name of this month is derived from the Greek word for 'opening':  In many countries of Europe the first of April has for long been appropriated to a facetious custom for which no satisfactory origin has yet been assigned.  To send an ignorant or unsuspecting person on a [...]

On Children

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.   You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You [...]

A Story, for St. Patrick’s Day

I am posting this story, in honor of my son, the author. He didn't grow up to be an all-star basketball play, as stated in his biography, but he still enjoys playing the the sport, for recreation.  The original book that this appeared in was illustrated, by him, when he was 10 years old.  It [...]

Dying to Bloom

Dying to Bloom

Transitions of time, at 7:05 a.m. Red breasted robins hobbled on the grass, and bobbed for worms, on the muddy bare spots on the ground. Smaller black and white birds leapt from branch to branch. The invisible dove cooed, as day broke, And the train rumbled on its tracks. The viburnum was dying to bloom. [...]

B&W – Recent Photography

B&W – Recent Photography

Facade of an old shed, difficult found on the curve in the road.  Worn and weathered, it stood out on this foggy day, in February, 2019.Old Red Barn. New England in March 2019.A triangle shape, in the tree.  Geometric shapes intermingle with the snow covered hemlock.  March snow.  Or maybe it was February.A tangled mess [...]