"In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me."
-John Fowles
I used to only take photos, but now I'm writing down the random stuff that pops in my head. Mostly it's stuff about living and working in Boston/Cambridge.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Water under the bridge
"Wind and water have patience and tolerance; the earth has compassion and forgiveness."
-Sri Guru Granth Sahib
-Sri Guru Granth Sahib
Friday, October 28, 2005
On the hillside . . .
"As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door, that does not look like a door, opens."
-Stephen Graham
-Stephen Graham
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Light on the Path
"There are many paths to enlightenment. Be sure to take one with a heart."
-Lao Tzu
-Lao Tzu
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Leaf Light
"How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days."
-John Burroughs
-John Burroughs
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Red Dragon on a Yellow Leaf
A brilliant red dragonfly came along
and made my heart sing a little song.
He landed nearby on a fuzzy leaf of green.
the brightest dragon I've ever seen.
He moved his eyes as my camera clicked. . .
a nicer spot we couldn't have picked.
After awhile I just sat and stared
I talked to him, and he really cared.
I reached down finally, and put my camera away.
He then flew off without delay.
"Thank you", I thought, as I got off the ground.
That little dragon had me quite spellbound!
Some time later I had such a surprise . . .
My dragon came back to socialize.
He came and landed on a bright yellow leaf.
I blinked my eyes in disbelief.
I quietly took my camera out again
before he'd take off like a tiny airplane.
He posed so nicely for another minute . . .
the colors just right, and perfectly lit.
I thanked him again as he flew away.
This dragonfly has made my day.
-L.R.
and made my heart sing a little song.
He landed nearby on a fuzzy leaf of green.
the brightest dragon I've ever seen.
He moved his eyes as my camera clicked. . .
a nicer spot we couldn't have picked.
After awhile I just sat and stared
I talked to him, and he really cared.
I reached down finally, and put my camera away.
He then flew off without delay.
"Thank you", I thought, as I got off the ground.
That little dragon had me quite spellbound!
Some time later I had such a surprise . . .
My dragon came back to socialize.
He came and landed on a bright yellow leaf.
I blinked my eyes in disbelief.
I quietly took my camera out again
before he'd take off like a tiny airplane.
He posed so nicely for another minute . . .
the colors just right, and perfectly lit.
I thanked him again as he flew away.
This dragonfly has made my day.
-L.R.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Riding the Wind
"A leaf was riven from a tree,
'I mean to fall to earth,' said he.
The west wind, rising, made him veer.
'Eastward,' said he, 'I now shall steer.'
The east wind rose with greater force.
Said he: ''Twere wise to change my course.'
With equal power they contend.
He said: 'My judgment I suspend.'
Down died the winds; the leaf, elate,
Cried: 'I've decided to fall straight.'
'First thoughts are best?' That's not the moral;
Just choose your own and we'll not quarrel.
Howe'er your choice may chance to fall,
You'll have no hand in it at all."
-Ambrose Bierce
'I mean to fall to earth,' said he.
The west wind, rising, made him veer.
'Eastward,' said he, 'I now shall steer.'
The east wind rose with greater force.
Said he: ''Twere wise to change my course.'
With equal power they contend.
He said: 'My judgment I suspend.'
Down died the winds; the leaf, elate,
Cried: 'I've decided to fall straight.'
'First thoughts are best?' That's not the moral;
Just choose your own and we'll not quarrel.
Howe'er your choice may chance to fall,
You'll have no hand in it at all."
-Ambrose Bierce
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Taking a break
"Sometimes the most urgent thing you can possibly do is take a complete rest."
-Ashleigh Brilliant
This will be my last post for at least a couple of weeks while I deal with healing symptoms of Carpal Tunnel syndrome. I am grateful to all my friends who have offered their kind thoughts and advice. See you soon . . .
Love, Lisa (Lady-bug)
-Ashleigh Brilliant
This will be my last post for at least a couple of weeks while I deal with healing symptoms of Carpal Tunnel syndrome. I am grateful to all my friends who have offered their kind thoughts and advice. See you soon . . .
Love, Lisa (Lady-bug)
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Reach toward the sun
"Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upwards, forward, toward the sun."
-Ruth Westheimer
-Ruth Westheimer
Monday, October 10, 2005
Mock Turtle
"Behold the turtle. He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out."
-James Bryant Conant
-James Bryant Conant
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Lady in the Sky
"We'd never know how high we are, till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our statures touch the sky."
-Emily Dickinson
-Emily Dickinson
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Colossal Chain
"Happy is the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying once and for all."
-Ovid
-Ovid
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Impressions
"Sometimes one creates a dynamic impression by saying something, and sometimes one creates as significant an impression by remaining silent."
-His Holiness the Dalai Lama
-His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Give and Take
"...Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy..."
- Kahlil Gibran
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy..."
- Kahlil Gibran
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
A Happy Hopper
"We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics."
-Bill Vaughn
-Bill Vaughn
Monday, October 03, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
Spider in the Goldenrod
"She sat down in a weed patch, her elbows on her knees, and kept her eyes
on the small mysterious world of the ground.
In the shade and sun of grass
blade forests, small living things had their metropolis."
-Nancy Price
on the small mysterious world of the ground.
In the shade and sun of grass
blade forests, small living things had their metropolis."
-Nancy Price
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