This tree was not near water, and had fallen flat on the forest floor, but for some reason had the unmistakable marks of a beaver.

It is remarkable to see the remnants of such intense purpose.
This tree was not near water, and had fallen flat on the forest floor, but for some reason had the unmistakable marks of a beaver.

It is remarkable to see the remnants of such intense purpose.
I saw this and thought of Stonehenge. Ridiculous, I know.

On a hike recently we saw this tree…

It was difficult to capture the scale of this tree with a photograph. It is truly massive, a sight to see.
At a local farm store we saw this sign and found it very charming.

It’s nice to see an idea in a commercial environment that promotes the wellness of the next generation.
Looking forward to my next fire pit, the anticipation is part of it.


At the nearby farmer’s market in the Hudson Valley a local artist occasionally sells bird houses that he makes out of old materials, and they took our breath away.
The artistry is extraordinary and yet there they all are, on a table, no big deal.

The front of each one has a kind of scene — sometimes a landscape with foreground and background, a cliff and light house in one, etc etc.
Yes, we bought one.
I had a breakthrough of sorts last weekend in my enactment of water color layering. I can only describe the process as an act of faith — that is, of trusting that the object of the painting will eventually look the way one wants it to (it really does not come into focus until near the end).

I also enjoyed noticing that the banana (the real one in front of me) had some orange glow in it, a revelation that occurred only after an enforced relaxation of my thought process and a simultaneous deep-looking.