Jumping off the boat

Jumping off the boat

relaxing "Cayman Island Style"

Contemplation

Thanksgiving.

Center of the universe.

Visiting Hell.

We had lots of adventures.

But we were brave.

Some we weren't too sure about...

Some we liked a lot.

We made some new friends.

We're back! We had a swingin', good time!

Have a Happy Thanksgiving everybody!

Big Actor.

My Stoic Performer.

For the Mama and the Papa

Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.

Elizabeth Stone

LOOK! SOMEONE OTHER THAN CHRIS POSTED PICS OF THOMAS!

and how cute is he anyway?!

Eyes open

Eyes closed

"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it."
Aristotle

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
~Thoreau

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...the most memorable concern of mankind
is the guts it takes to
face the sunlight again.

Charles Bukowski

"Even When She Walks..."

by Charles Baudelaire

Even when she walks she seems to dance!

Her garments writhe and glisten like long snakes

obedient to the rhythm of the wands

by which a fakir wakens them to grace.

Like both the desert and the desert sky

insensible to human suffering,

and like the ocean's endless labyrinths

he shows her body with indifference.

Precious minerals are her polished eyes,

and in her strange symbolic nature

angel and sphinx unite,

where diamonds, gold, and steel dissolve into one light,

shining forever, useless as a star,

the sterile woman's icy majesty.

There is more poetry in the face of a child, than in any one word.

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed"

Grandma Tiltz' painting. She was 12 when she did this

My cutest new nephew, Thomas.

Just Slightly Profound

"A fool marvels at rare things, but a wise man at common ones." -- Confucius

(I'm thinking of my post before last.)

-the color thing.

"The reverse side also has a reverse side."

- Japanese proverb

Sedona

Say the color NOT the word

colortest
Originally uploaded by B!.

This is a left brain - right brain conflict.The right brain wants to say the color while your left brain insists on saying the word.

This cursor goes out to the candy corn commenter.

i carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

ee cummings

How can anyone take me seriously with this cursor? Ahhh...who cares? It's too much fun to skip.

Here's Another

Originally uploaded by B!.

Originally uploaded by B!.

This is a close-up of one of Dale Chihuly's works. He's a brilliant glassblower.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Spanish Dancer
As in one's hand a lighted match blinds you before
it comes aflame and sends out brilliant flickering
tongues to every side -- so, within the ring of the
spectators, her dance begins in hasty, heated rhythms
and spreads itself darting flames around.

And suddenly the dance is altogether flame!

With a fierce glance she sets her hair alight.
Unexpectedly she turns with daring artfulness
the swirling flounces of her dress within this
conflagaration, out of which her upheld naked arms,
clapping the castanets, appear like serpents striking.

And then, afraid her fire were diminishing,
she gathers it all up and flings it down
with an imperious haughtly gesture, and watches
as it lies there writhing on the ground, unyielding
and unwilling to concede the dance has ended.
Yet she show victory in her sweet swift smile
as she lifts up her face, while with her small firm feet
she stamps out the last of the dying embers.

Nostalgia

Nostalgia
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
~Emily Dickinson