Small stone: January 13, 2012

How they fell.

Remnants of a dozen projects,

beautiful in randomness,

movement that could not be predicted:

not unlike this day.

Small stone: January 12, 2012

January.

Thinking about the direction

and symbols

of my journey.

So much knowing

required for any symbol.

Yet, instantly I know

if I turn left,

I can park.

Small stone: January 11, 2012

Autumn heat in January, no rain for weeks

Park gardener watering trees, out of season

Sunbathers/worshippers nearly ecstatic

Three young day-laborers who didn’t find work, sleeping

A very old man talking with his friend

Dogs and babies playing

Sun shining equally on all…

equally?

Small stone: January 10, 2012

Eight tiny boys and girls

Intently walking from the kid’s park

Each holding tight to a long green rope

All in matching green shirts: Head Start

Head start? Yes, indeed.

(no picture today...just wasn't right to take a photo of the kids)

Small stone: January 9, 2012

Lesson in serenity.

Reflections do matter.

Calm, at one

with our world,

wherever it may be.

Small stone: January 8, 2012

If we knew the long shadows

of youth,

would we fear

to grow old?

Small stone: January 7, 2012

A gardener’s memo: Prune in January.

Tomato plants, gone.

Pelargonium and lavender, cut back.

Vines, sheared.

Yet, the fountain of color

needs to stay a bit longer.