Reflex photos

Red

for good luck... macroday entry Key

Hungry

  Argiope.. photo friday entry Destruction

macro-day entry Ouch

hard to believe... that she was fast enough to catch the anole

Grasshopper on Pink

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grasshoppers can jump up over 500 times their own height.... they can jump forwards 20 times their own body length.

Roses

in the Rain ... macroday entry

"Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real" ~Iris Murdoch, The Sublime and the Good,1959

Insect Black & Yellow

spider, Argiope,  resident in the back deck garden. This morning I watched her repair the damage to her web from last nights' storm. The pics were hazy because of condensation from the humidity on the lens, incredible none the less.

macroday entry Insect

Holiday

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excerpt from ' Untrampled Footsteps' ~Jim Morrison

Untrampled footsteps

Borderline dreams

Occasion for sinners

alive if it seems

given to wander

alone at the shore

wanton to whisper

I am no more

Am as my heart beats

live as I can

wanton to whisper

faraway sands

Electric

new coffee maker...  macro-day entry Electric

Dry

hand

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annoyance of the day... pharmaceutical adds everywhere encouraging you to diagnose yourself and tell your doctor so the company can sell more product...

Drink

macro-day entry Drink

"Never let the fear of striking out get in your way" ~Babe Ruth

Hair Ornamental

grass

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Hands Multiples

universal; Awareness is collective.... personal; The events in your life reflect who you are Deepak Chopra

macroday entry Hands

Dark Roses

back to shooting with the canon G5.. the RebelXT had to be sent out for dust on the sensor... something not right about having to wait 3-6 weeks to get it back..and this puts me in a dark mood

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Shiny Beetle

Fiery Searcher or Caterpillar Hunter...found after the boss stepped on it

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Money

can't buy you love

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Home

feet up reflected

in the world but not of the world at the moment

macro-day entry Home

Complex

Eric's hand

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Sport

detail of soccer trophy...lensbaby

The release of energy in love and trust produces health, contentment, gratitude, and joy.~GZ

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from the Kitchen

cuppa'coffee

excerpt from 'Anthem' by Leonard Cohen

The birds they sang at the break of day  Start again, I heard them say,  Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be.

macro-day entry Kitchen

Wacky Dragon Tears

" Bitter as dragon tears" from the Book of Counted Sorrows by Dean Koontz

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Toys

husbands gyroscope from childhood

his toys have grown in size as an adult ...still no Harley Davidson though

Has Anyone Seen The Boy?

Has anyone seen the boy who used to come here?  Round-faced trouble-maker, quick to find a joke, slow to be serious, red shirt, perfect coordination,sly, strong muscled, with things always in his pocket: reed flute, worn pick, polished and ready for his Talent you know that one.  Have you heard stories about him?  Pharoah and the whole Egyptian world collapsed for such a Joseph.  I'd gladly spend years getting word of him, even third or fourth hand. ~Rumi

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Pink

and soft ...

odd to see my hands in this... to know they have lost the callouses from the base of my fingers... the days of training 17-24 people and handling weights all day...are gone, along with the roughness, on all levels...  what has taken it's place is infinately more fulfilling .. the grace of working individually and in pairs ...seeing the progression and changes ..and having the time to notice and see my hands as pink and soft

macro-day entry Pink

Stones

I love morning glories...specifically Blue Heaven ones, and the focus of this shot is supposed to be stones... but the glories are growing into the bird bath..and so, my stones are framed by them..love this blue

        

live according to spiritual principles

macro-day entry Stones

Transparent

one of the last of the crop of this years morning glories... complete with a little bug hiding behind the stamen, lovely and luminous

today...Remember the day you met a loved one

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Natural

one of the many geckos living on the back deck...and none too pleased with me either, as in "Go away! You're screwing up my hunt!"

Better to face danger than always be in fear

macro-day entry Natural

Mechanical

old planer from husbands shop

on making a difference... every day, make something...with your hands, heart or spirit, offer it up as a prayer, or a gift in silence...make something to add to the beauty and comfort and peace of another

excerpt from ' Integrity' ~Adrienne Rich

A wild patience has taken me this far

as if I had to bring to shore a boat with a spasmodic outboard motor old sweaters, nets, spray-mottled books tossed in the prow  some kind of sun burning my shoulder-blades.  Splashing the oarlocks.  Burning through.  Your forearms can get scalded, licked with pain in a sun blotted like unspoken anger behind a casual mist.

The length of the day this far north, in this forty-ninth year of my life is critical.

The light is critical: of me, of this long-dreamed, involuntary landing on the arm of the inland sea. The glitter of the shoal depleting into shadow I recognize:  the stand of pines violet-black really, green in the old postcard but really I have nothing but myself to go by; nothing stands in the realm of pure necessity except what my hands can hold.

macro-day entry Mechanical

Food

mmmmmmmm...delicious, salty, crunchy/crispy peanuts

a little with quiet is the only diet -Scottish proverb

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Water

Water drops from the fountain in the water garden. Everything is so dry... it's hard to believe it is September 20 when the temperature here today was 92 degrees

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Fire

flame and ribbon

see magic in the mundane

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Scary

Scull Sword detail..and scary it is, one from my sons collection

stanza from Baudelaire's 'Death and the Artists'

How often must I shake my bells and kiss Your forehead, gloomy and grotesque: for ever?  How many arrows must I shoot and miss, Aiming at Nature's mystery, you my Quiver?

macro-day entry Scary

Clean

sea salt

The Froth and The Sea

The one who regards the foam explains the mystery, while the one who regards the Sea is bewildered.

The one who regards the foam forms intentions, while the one who has known the Sea makes her heart one with the Sea.

The one who regards the froth calculates and reckons, while the one who regards the Sea is without concious volition.

The one who regards the froth is continually in motion, while the one who regards the Sea is free of hypocrisy. ~Mathnawi V 2908-11

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