Things in threes and 3’s in Things
Harness the power. Palindromic 12/21 today! Use Feng shui. Make it divine. Group by threes. Love every minute.
Have dreaded tasks? Break it up. Three simple steps.
Errands to run? List top three. Get it done.
Undecided on something? List three pros; list three cons. Add more notes. Weigh the sides. Get the picture.
Choices to make? Narrow to three. Mix them up. Pick the middle. Or the first. Or the third.
Green light, yellow light, red light. Go to where? Why go there? Travel how fast? Why slow down? Where is danger? Why use caution? Why not stop? Stop on dime. Time doesn’t stop.
If you add an H to trees, you get threes. Both are green. Both are wood. Muerto is dead. Eliminate dead wood. Travel Rio Grande. Flower is compass. Wellsville in center for health. Finger Lakes, finger tips and tips of leaves making z’s. Never bored. Always happy.
Silhouette
Fasten your seatbelts: Art group Thursday night. The leader of our meeting, having abstained from work on the theme, Silhouette, instead provides a seasonal picture – a pastel drawing of a rainspotted maple leaf drafted in gentle fall colors. We all ooh and ahh.
Next: a photo of the oddest and most intriguing kapok-like clouds and silhouetted trees. Somehow the bumps in the sky associate with the rain drops in the previous work. Where is Bette Davis? Can it be going to be a bumpy night?
A handsome pair of linoleum prints are trotted out: a composition of fall leaves done in black and white and in color. We like these, too, and are interested in the process.
Another member of the group produces a seasonal, i.e. Hallowe’en, card made with an iris folding technique and a silhouette theme. Accompanying these, my own little nitwit puzzle, from a tract left by someone at the Y, a dictionary page, and the mental looping of lyrics from A Fine Romance, the fine song by Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields which I like sung by Rosemary Clooney.
One person provides the piece de resistance, a postage stamp quilt. A showpiece. It is derived from a photograph taken by someone she knows, a factory maintenance worker. The sunset sky is composed of batik fabric: purple and orange and red and yellow, with an overstitched black tree silhouette. Although the finished product has an authentic Asian look and feel, it is not a tree in a Chinese or Japanese painting, it is a tree crown at the botanical gardens in Allentown.
The one-inch squares make it measure about 23″ x 17″ plus double-mat and frame. She has sold it, too. We marvel at her gift for turning an idea or a picture into a fabric design and executing it, all in the past six weeks. She receives our highest honors. Here is an artist showing and sharing the power of making wise choices and in making something lovely, beautiful and desirable. It’s like a trip to bountiful that we all want a view to admire.
Real Simple
Honey locust leaves all over the trail. It’s real simple.
A heron at the half-mile rapids. Rain again, prompting use of umbrella, a rare but necessary accessory for the fact. Just the facts, Ma’am. Ready for the sun to come out.
This is my to-to list for the day because I really got to be about my business. Who else in the entire world makes a honey locust leaf to do list? No one. Who gets it done better than you? No one!
Oh, you can get a honeydew melon. You can put “ honeydew” on the list. You can find and make a Honey Do List. ”Honey, do this.” But this? Only I can do this, that and the other thing this way.
Stick out your can, here comes the garbage man. Got that to do too! Git R Done.
Gotta run!
All Things Considered Reconsidered
Today is complete before it even locates the opening. Incomplete when ending. Down arrows abounding and bringing us to earth. Gravity. Up arrows shooting sky high. Ecstasy.
Trapped in the middle – agony! Free. Seeking center, driven with centripetal force. Sometimes going with centrifugal movement. Every which way but loose.
Consider now the lily that neither toils nor spins. Let me be. Beautiful.
There sits a heron on a dead branch, five or six feet above the creek. The morning mist wafts up from the water and envelopes the still creature, crisscrossing it with an overlay of mystery and macabre.
Simple condensation swirling around a perched fishing bird. Let the dust settle. All things considered, things are going according to plan and according to not being planned.
Ron, Walk
A rise in nuts. Tears from fears. Can the squirrels keep up? Can I get back on the horse? Woe is not me! Whoa, maybe.
Ron reports he thinks there are more black walnuts on the ground this year than ever before. He says take care walking or running on the trail, not to turn an ankle. A non-walnut related injury (and the doctors) curtailed his running for now in favor of walking, the kinder, gentler exercise.
The quasi-cruciform scarlet and pin oak leaves have dropped like fallen soldiers. Today is all water, path and relationships, with a hint of center: earth and fame. Intense and negative thoughts have given way, thanks to Ron’s company for two miles and a sharing of troubles of the last two weeks. Feel almost human again. One heron waits on fallen limb.
Faded Cloth
Overcast day. What shall we have? Tall coffee and a smile. Pick of the litter: packet of on-the-go clean up cloth and a bit of bark in great shape. It’s October! Squirrel in the knot of tree nibbles on nut. Leaves a plenty. Heron roars like lion on Tully turn and swoops over the creek like stealth plane. Helicopters in air last night and now. What’s up? Overcast and castaway. Castaway all cares. Care for. Far and away the best.
Light the Night Walk
Red balloon tied to trash can. The Light the Night walk is done. Balloon bits and pieces all around. Not green. Three guys from the rental place disassemble the tents and put the metal poles on the truck.
Vivid orange Jack O’lantern fungi have magnetic power in the woods. Where is Warrior?
Rain again. Fine fine rain. Ron’s done with run.
“You’re late!” says Ron. “Scared of the rain?”
“What about you?”
”I’m finished!”
Sunday runs on just a little different schedule.
A heron upstream of red bridge, on a branch about 4 feet over the creek, same debris-created island as yesterday. Its colors and pose look militaristic.Two event flyers on the board at the barn. Solar Observations, at 2 PM today is soaked. So is the Heritage Days paper.
Two brochures are left inside the ladies room. Garner this fact: Snow had to be shoveled into the bridges so horse-drawn sleighs could go across without interruption.
A heron downstream of the bridge, also about 4 feet over the water and on a branch on a makeshift debris island. The bird preens and picks its feathers. It looks like a pelican, briefly.
Notorius Super Big Bol, Wrapper
We are nothing if not our associations. Constructs and connections, web of thoughts. A prime heron establishes itself on a prominent rock upstream of the overpass. Commanding attention, commanding a view. The rock upon which it stands is split-level and big enough to be a small island. Someone has left behind a candy wrapper, to sustain my existence. It is a BIG BOL wrapper, something you don’t see every day. SUPER is encircled or surrounded by an oval line. Combines with a crushed hickory hull – six pieces – that has a football shape. BIG BOL, super bowl, Notorius B.I.G., the rapper, BIG GLO, BIG BLO, BIG BLOW, fellatio or a crush. Crush proof box, New! BIG OIL, big oil producers. Big lob or a big glob. Bigeloil and Bigelow and a great big globe. Super. Super. Very BIG. GO. Pass go, collect 200 dollars and go outside and play.
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