we train with slogans at our house. currently this one is very helpful. it reminds me that life is sweet and life is ugly and neither one is absolute or eternal. the wheel turns.

this one is also good to keep in mind.

we train with slogans at our house. currently this one is very helpful. it reminds me that life is sweet and life is ugly and neither one is absolute or eternal. the wheel turns.

this one is also good to keep in mind.

we train with slogans at our house. currently this one is very helpful. it reminds me that life is sweet and life is ugly and neither one is absolute or eternal. the wheel turns.

this one is also good to keep in mind.

From Planting Along The Verge

sometimes no matter how much you want to save someone, you just can’t.

From Planting Along The Verge

sometimes no matter how much you want to save someone, you just can’t.

From Planting Along The Verge

i’ve been watching old movies lately.
first one: The Bad Seed a (1956) horror/thriller which i thought was brilliant and creepy.

then we watched The Night of The Hunter (1955) with Robert Mitchum, also creepy. favorite scene: with Mitchum and Lillian Gish singing Leaning on Jesus.

then i watched The Sandpiper (1965) with Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton. oh boy!
talk about creepy. but it was all filmed in Big Sur and that “little shack on the beach” Burton refers to in the movie is probably a couple three million dollars.

and i’ve been watching Art 21 a PBS series on art that makes me seriously question the sanity of most of those artists and convinced me that jeff koons is a big fat weeinie.

all those things and a visit to my daughter today are making life seem a little surreal.

From Planting Along The Verge

i’ve been watching old movies lately.
first one: The Bad Seed a (1956) horror/thriller which i thought was brilliant and creepy.

then we watched The Night of The Hunter (1955) with Robert Mitchum, also creepy. favorite scene: with Mitchum and Lillian Gish singing Leaning on Jesus.

and i’ve been watching Art 21 a PBS series on art that makes me seriously question the sanity of most of those artists and convinced me that jeff koons is a big fat weeinie.

all those things and a visit to my daughter today are making life seem a little surreal.

all other roads

From Planting Along The Verge

sometimes even with a map you still can’t figure where you are.

i’m having one of those days so i’ve decided to just follow the scent of cooking bacon and by that i mean i’m headed to the cookie crock to get some because i’ve had the smell of bacon in my nose all morning.

if i start smelling burning feathers i’ll start to worry.