e.e.cummings' day!

I think this e.e. cummings' poem is most fitting for the week I have had :-). I hope you are all having a lovely weekend. Moon photo by Geraint Smith. *Again Blogger mushed the poem all together. Can anyone tell me why it does this?*

here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap

and to your(in my arms flowering so new)

self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain

and here's to silent certainly mountains; and to

a disappearing poet of always, snow

and to morning; and to morning's beautiful friend

twilight(and a first dream called ocean) and

let must or if be damned with whomever's afraid

down with ought with because with every brain

which thinks it thinks, nor dares to feel(but up

with joy; and up with laughing and drunkenness)

here's to one undiscoverable guess

of whose mad skill each world of blood is made

(whose fatal songs are moving in the moon

Fun with clay

This great photo by Geraint Smith. Earth, clay. My life as it was has changed. I am now obsessed with clay. I would like to say that after my seven hour day working with it yesterday, that I had something to show. I do not :-). I did learn a lot about what not to do, however. I tried to do too much too soon. I used too much water and I did not get my coils even enough. Basically my bowl turned into a cup and then it caved in on itself :-). I should have taken a photo of it, but I did not think of it until now. It would have made you laugh, it did me. I think it will be a little while before my vision of what I wanted to create becomes reality. I am just fine with that :-). I am now ready to go slower, be more aware and take all the time I need. Good lessons to learn for all things. I had great fun too and I could have went for hours more, but my back and shoulder started to give me problems. Another reason to pace myself :-). I hope you are all having a terrific weekend.

Happy Saturday

This lovely photo is by Geraint Smith who is having a group

show tonight and I would like to wish him the very best. I will

be going to the show after work tonight. I have 3 shows to go to,

so it will be a busy evening. I picked this photo because as I was

driving this morning to my running spot, a beautiful bird flew past

and the electric blue color of his body made me stop and moved me to tears. I don't know why, it was just so wonderful.

I believe it had to be one of these little guys. I have exciting news.

Well, it is exciting to me, it may put all of you to sleep :-). I bought

a 50 pound box of clay and all the tools I will need to start making

pottery. I can't believe I am finally doing it. I have been wanting

to get my hands into clay since high school and here it is 36 years

later! Too long. However, I do believe it is the most perfect time.

I will post photos later when I get something to show. I hope you

are all having a fantastic weekend. Do something today that you

have always wanted to do, don't wait.

Happy Saturday

Photo by Geraint Smith. Poem by Mary Oliver:

Mornings at Blackwater

For years, every morning, I drank

from Blackwater Pond.

It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,

the feet of ducks.

And always it assuaged me

from the dry bowl of the very far past.

What I want to say is

that the past is the past,

and the present is what your life is,

and you are capable

of choosing what will be,

darling citizen.

So come to the pond,

or the river of your imagination,

or the harbor of your longing,

and put your lips to the world.

And live

your life.