palms and Florida sky

vacation

Heading to Florida means that new photos will have to wait.

faithful sustinence

all work and no play

ending of a Chinese meal

on terra firma

intruder

symmetry

stainless

Becky's eye view

seed homes

weathered structure detail

lake turf

Kate knees

ant on siding

Does this ant realize that it is on siding and not wood, despite the ripples that are meant to trick the eye? Does it care?

white pine

harsh food chain

When I saw this wing, I thought how one dies so that another lives and how harsh, but necessary, that is.

The day after I found this on our walkway, a robin lay dead at our front doorstep. It's not a good time for birds.

not budging

better than the alternative

bamboo with provenance

My first teacher gave this bamboo to me from his home, which is no more. It took a lot of nursing, but it finally rooted in our yard and is now thriving.

a 19-year old cat on the move

imperfection

This Wedgwood vase was my great aunt's. I don't recall when the chip happened. It could've been there when I received it from her. And if you'd known her, you wouldn't be suprised if that were the case. But whenever it happened, I can tell you that I've looked and looked at this chip.

A chip. On the Wedgwood vase. It's a lovely vase. And it's not a little chip, either. I've nearly tossed the vase several times over that chip. But as you can see, I still have it.

I usually keep it faced toward the wall. I know the chip is there, but no one else does--or did. Often this vase has roses in it, which reflect in the mirror giving the illusion of bounteous richness. (You can just make out the frame of the mirror in the photo.) And it is lovely filled with roses. A perfect accompaniment to them.

I've come to live with the chip. Accept it. I even kind of like it now. It's helped me, that chip.

seeing in vertical