In the summer I coveted and covered thee, mon arbor, mon amour And now I am gone And miss you so much in this deathly winter As I lie and grieve for you in my grave Now, I can only cover and covet your shadow To try and renew and relive our love With a hope to keep our memories warm Mon mieu, Mon arbor, Mon amour.
January 30 2017
205
Sweet memories are always sweet,
The future always springs new realities
Feb 25 2016
pre dwa0017
“When I was young and full of life,
You gave me life itself and I could absorb you into my body.
We were like one.
Now I am old and dying on the sidewalk
And all I can do is enjoy your beauty on my dry body
And sadly we will have to go separate ways!
I pray that we can meet with renewed miracle of life
When we are recycled by the heavens”
October 16 2016
150
Feeling a little let down
Kinda blue
Fenced in
Downright cold and bleak
With nobody to play with
Thankfully support systems are strong
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America
December 18, 2017
366
A sad scene of two forgotten bikes.
When new and shiny they provided so much joy, and with so much potential to provide more joy, but forgotten and left out in the cold
The more pressing human equivalent -expressed by Mother Teresa
“Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.”
March 9 2018
413
How sad I am,
With family and close friends of last summer, –
All gone..
And I am alone.
How sad I am.
November 12, 2017
349
dOG wALK aRT and POWER OF THE ROUND –
This art piece was inspired by my daughter Arielle’s post “r u a piece of rain or a tear”
Physics, science , biology, sassiness, sadness, romance, and psychology in the droplets of water on a blade of grass
Note how the droplet of nose magnifies the parallel veins of the blade of grass (see below)
July 21 2016
68
236
When I became slow rusty and crusty,
They drove a stick drive through my hard drive-
Like a stab in the back
And tossed me to the cold water of the winter
And now I lie with an empty brain on the dog walk path
With the excrement of some wild animal on my face –
So I said to myself
as I lay in the gutter of life
If I am not for myself who will be for me?
And if I am only for myself –
What am I?
And if not now when then?
So I did the trick of Watson and Crick
and did CTRL copy paste
and duplicated myself
and did C colon enter
and got rid of the excrement on my face
and did CTRL ALT delete
and deleted the ALT RIGHT CLICK (whew!)
and then did CTRL SAVE –
which saved my soul
And suddenly there was a turn around and I sat upright in the water
Thank G for Hillel
who inspired my comeback!
225
226
September 13 2016
123
July 8 2018
466
Celebrating the Spring in the Life of an Ancient Nation and never forgetting those who helped us get there
Happy 69th birthday to Israel in your 3500 year old history
Yom Hashoa Yom Hazikaron (the red blossoms) and Yom Ha’atzmaut (the blue and the white)
253
180 degrees in 2 Months.
The Spring is that much sweeter after the freeze of Winter
254
Note: When the leaves are cold and unhappy they curl up
When they are happy – they are wide open to life and they give birth to blossom
Dedicated to Jill Ebstein who reminded me that the Rhododendrons are at their peak of life. More importantly she has observed the seasons of people and has brought together a wonderful series of essays of the seasonal ups and downs of real live people called “At My Pace” Highly recommended read!!!
May 26 2018
448
Nov 25 2018
549
I took this picture to show to a policeman down the road whom I was hoping would provide some assistance for this poor man. I got a shrug of the shoulders and was told he was just sleeping it off. I wondered to myself if a dog was found in the same situation if it would have been neglected in the same way.
From the Series – “Inhumanity” and “Mexico City”
Nov 25 2018
550
From Series “Mexico City”
28th November 2018
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