Wayzata, Minnesota

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Please Be Seated -

"Let us embrace each other like we have the arms of two chairs.  Let us dance like our legs are those of a table. We should do dinner sometime."

Jarod Kintz

Please be seated in 5 easy photos.

Please be seated while we contemplate these mysterious prints.
What can we tell?

Houston we have a problem.  Sit for a spell, fix and repair and all will be well.

Please come sit with me a spell.

Please have a seat Miss Monarch, I have a story to tell.

"Oh that I were seated as high as my ambition, I'd place my naked foot on the necks of monarchs."
Horace Walpole

Monday, March 30, 2015

Good, Random Fun - Monday

"There's good random 
and there's bad random. 
There's good silly
 and there's bad silly,
 and you've gotta know the difference." 
Conan O'Brien

The Good.  THE RANDOM. The Fun.

Happy Monday to All.

The Good.

My absolute favorite time of the year is beginning.
Our sunsets are coming later every single day.

Thank goodness, Henry has returned to spread his bubble to all.


Last Sunday brought this-

and this-

Now one week after the March madness snow storm we have this-

Saturday afternoon in Minneapolis.

The Fun.

Searching for festive window decorations and bunnies around town.

Seems he's crying the blues, from the hands of someone.  We'll come back again and wipe his blues away.

Thanks for joining me in the good, random fun of life.
Enjoy your week.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Old Bank Street- The Mag

"So I find words I never thought to speak
In streets I never thought I should revisit
When I left my body on a distant shore."
T.S. Eliot

Old Bank Street, Manchester UK by R.A.D. Stainforth

For My Darling

We walk these rainy streets
arm in arm
like we've done 
so many times before.

A ritual ever spawning
until it isn't.
The task of farewells
on the wake of rushing
in, like swimming
in cold water in winter
haunting us like never before.

Our thoughts
become a lantern in our darkness
as if to tame our steps
over these cobblestone streets
under midnight stars
and a waning
moon, the city sleeps
like all the nights before.

We carry our burdens 
arm in arm
until daylight breaks
and our separation 
becomes a return of darkness
as if to frame our steps
in a concrete mass
of familiar thoughts,
this is not
I'll be waiting
for you-
on that distant shore.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

When All Else Fails


There's noting better than a good walk in the woods.

"The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm." 

Aldous Huxley

Meet acrobat kitty.

"Animals make us human." - Temple Grandin

"The most important thing people did for me, was to expose me to new things."
Temple Grandin

"And hand in hand, in the center of the kitchen, 
they danced by the sound of music in their hearts." - Me

Everybody likes a good archaeology dig.

Hello sweet shadow!

"You have to dream before your dreams can come true."
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam

Count yourself lucky if you know a Gnome.

"Sometimes you have to go outside your field of study to find the right people." 
Temple Grandin

Friday, March 27, 2015

Six Word Fridays- Perspective

"Everything we hear is an opinion,
not a fact, everything we see
is a perspective, not the truth."
Marcus Aurelius


His capture of shadows, are incredible.

Height provides overview, and an overview
facilitates insight, while insight generates consideration.

The further you get from the 

past, the more concrete and plausible 

it seems, but as you approach 

the present, it inevitably seems incredible."
Salman Rushdie

My Memory Art six word fridays

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Stones Throw Away - Good Fences

Or rather, mighty boulders cometh since my last visit here, you'll see what I mean.

Giddy up horsey please take us to the Burwell House.

and it was quite by accident that we drove right by it last Sunday.  We were headed elsewhere, but how could I resist a quick stop there as well?

You might believe this wall of boulders has been here since the beginning-

but you'd be mistaken.

The wall serves to break the way of the land, more than anything else.

It's beautiful too, and had my camera not shut down from the cold air, I would have captured a few of the etchings scattered about the rocks.

This bridge and fencing crosses the Minnehaha Creek, and is also a new addition to the property.  They've been busy out here.

Care to rest for a bit?

Just keep following the path, it will lead you back to the main house.

"Something there is that doesn't love a wall
that sends the frozen-ground-swell under it
and spills the upper boulders in the sun
(if it were out)
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast."
Robert Frost

Speaking of frost, which reminds us of winter, just a few hours after taking these pictures winter returned to most parts of Minnesota.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Black and White Wednesdays - Still


"Everything takes time. 
Bees have to move very fast to stay still." 
David Foster

If I could board a plane for Brazil, which of course I can't,
 I'll pedal my bike instead-

Across the barren stillness of this gift of spring-
knowing surely it wouldn't last.

Still hoping, spring has surely sprung.
Yet feeling dampness in the air, 
not by skill but by winter's hold
 clutching still-

 Oh how the breath of winter still grasps from afar, swaggering across my afternoon sky forcing my feet to be still.

By Sunday evening-

Above me I catch billowing,
  Art Deco peaks floating
 ever so still,
 gliding ever silently over me.  

So it goes winter returns.
Yet to reassure me-
shapely curled smoke rings 
rising high from chimneys
 break the chill
of my evening air in silent frill.

I know this stillness not by skill,
 but by reason and reality.

So winter wins and leads on still-
and I shall travel nowhere without a shovel.  Still
a girl can dream right?

I'm linking with Adrienne for Black and White Wednesdays

My Memory Art

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Thematic Photographic - Get Dirty

From the land of dirt, or other like pie in your face stuff- I offer "Get Dirty" for Carmi's Thematic Photographic post this week.


"I love nature, I just don't want to get any of it on me."
Woody Allen

Mud Castles!

C.S. Lewis quote, mud pies, or sand castles?  We are far too easily pleased."

What's that on your nose Mason?

What happens when you bite into something scrumptious?

Just can't get enough!

"The surest way of spoiling a pleasure, is to start examining your satisfaction." 
C.S. Lewis

Too much road dirt, or can you see Misty's reflection, as she romps in the snow?

Monday, March 23, 2015

Timeless - The Mag

"To be evenminded
is the greatest virtue.
Wisdom is to speak
the truth and act
in keeping with its nature."
- Heraclitus

From this Land
Chattering Folk
Grow Trees

Why do
Trees speak
even to those who 
cannot tell an elm from 
a four-hundred year old oak?
As it whispers from the hallows
of those mighty Pillars in close formation,
swinging low from Angel Oak to the many dancing 
magical auras rooted deep within the most beloved Zelkova, 
with its ornamental shade and wise old trunks sagging
of honesty and swallowing up old vows 
Cast by sticks and stones, shedding happiness and fertility
and shade with limbs of power branching strangely under 
rituals and myths both past and present 
 deeply rooted
in our souls
igniting auras

Now for the nature of things in my neck of the woods.

A whiteness powdered the sky around us.

We welcome not this storm of spring
and still it came in festive fling.

Branches worn heavy, of white shag in March Madness form.

No blistering blizzard 
simply silent-slanting snow falling
10 inches deep it scissored
the center of our spring.