Sidewalk journaling

We came upon this while taking a walk. Click to enlarge it to read it.

I guess we'll have to imagine what happens next....

In the early evening

Like the glow of a lantern. Stained glass. Colors of sunset.

What words would you use?

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Almost all words do have color and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too.
~ Gladys Taber

I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
~ Georgia O'Keeffe

Floral front

As seen during a walk through the n'hood.


These scenes would be fun to paint....

What's blooming....

Love these rhododendrons. The petals are such a brilliant white. And the flowers have persevered, even through the snow we had Saturday.


The most precious gift we can offer others is our presence. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh

Bird watching

Or, in a nod to Gertrude Stein,
Pigeon in the glass, alas!

Livin' the high life

As seen during a walk in the n'hood.

Red light at night

Evening collage.

Anagrams

As seen during a Sunday morning walk.

Just for fun, I looked up an "anagram generator" online:

Antique shop = opaque hints

Hyde Park = had perky

Putting it together....

The antique shop had perky opaque hints. But, nope, it wasn't open.

Bonus: Did you know "Sunday morning" = "I'm sunny dragon"?

Hope you and your dragon have a sunny Sunday....

Red glow

A little bit of beauty for midweek.

Lost and found

Probably not even missed now that the weather is warmer.

In this world of change, nothing which comes stays, and nothing which goes is lost.
~ Anne Sophie Swetchine

Sidewalk superhero

All you beetles better fly,
before Laser Larry gives you the eye....

Blossoms

Many trees are now flowering, pastel petals raining down onto the street, polka-dotting the grass. If blossoms made noise as they fell, would they sound like small tinkling bells?
One of the cats that greets us when we take walks likes to roll on the sidewalk under 2 blossoming trees, and the pink petals look like confetti against her black fur.



Two Haikus by Matsuo Basho:

From all these trees,
in the salads, the soup, everywhere,
cherry blossoms fall


More than ever I want to see
in these blossoms at dawn
the god's face

Garden guardian?

As seen during a walk in the n'hood.
You never know what's gonna sprout when spring comes....