No Words

 

See ya

xo

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022

Sunday - Quick Post

 

Driving home from an errand today, went over a street I usually don't...where I saw and older man and even older woman standing still & looking at an oak tree. He pointed, shorter she tipped her head back to look up. I knew immediately. Years ago on the neighborhood fb page, some one had posted a photo of a small owl in a tree. We went to look for it and never could find it. But, lo & behold, today here it is!

Do you see it? Do you see the hole in the tree?

There, now you can see!

After a lot of online searching, we think it may be a Western Screech Owl.

We also think it may be a juvenile, due to the downy feathers.

Whatever it is, we feel so lucky to finally see it!

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May you see things never before seen and appreciate that!

xo

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022

An October Day

 

Saturday we went out to Placerita Nature Center (again for me, after my recent solo trip).

It's a nice place to be with Nature...short trails, benches and picnic tables and usually not too many crowds. Yesterday though, there were lots of people. I couldn't figure out what was going on, but there were a lot of people taking photos of their children. It was very sweet. At one point, while heading back across the small bridge, I saw a small stuffed squirrel sitting on the bridge. Just as I was bending down to take the perfect, quirky Autumn photo, a dad holding his toddler rushed over to retrieve the squirrel. I laughed saying that I was just going to take an art shot. He offered to put it back, but I felt silly so said that it was okay and off they rushed to rejoin their group. 

It was nice and cool for a change. So much so that J. had to go back for our flannel/sweater over shirts!

So appreciated.

We sat at the top of the amphitheater for a bit. 

I watched clouds and birds and looked at the trees.

Even with all of the coming and going of other folks, it was peaceful.

It was also exhilarating watching the clouds moving so quickly! The photos below were taken 10 seconds apart, holding the camera very still in relatively the same place. I counted one, one thousand - two, one thousand etc. in my head. Sort of a stationary movie, if you will. It is kinda hard to tell, but was a fun experiment anyway.

*NOTE: I've recently noticed how often I use 'anyway' in my writing. Maybe that is my 'once' and I didn't even know it!

I felt better with my mask on most of the time.

“It is in the shelter of each other that the people live.”
— Irish Proverb

We noticed a large bird with a tiny head. Wonder what kind it is. My camera is not great at these kinds of captures. Oh well.

“True happiness, we are told, consists in getting out of one’s self, but the point is not only to get out — you must stay out; and to stay out you must have some absorbing errand.”
— Henry James

I found the saw blade markings, the tiny protrusions and the torso log interesting to look at.

“There is a vitality, a life force that is translated through you into action. And because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost.”
— Martha Graham

LOOKING FOR & FINDING LIGHT

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And discovering other things a long the way! Strange 'tree knobs'!

We walked a small grade to a gate and looked back at whence we came 🙂

At the bottom of the trail is the amphitheater.

                      I no longer feel the need to put photos in the exact order (chronological).                                            I am master of my own memory time. Ha
 

I noticed the far off peak - perfect for framing some photos, through the trees!

Dance break!

LINK

After heading out, we grabbed Mexican food at our favorite place. It is consistently great food and about the only place we go, if anywhere, these days. Yum!

~x~x~x

PS I remembered to experiment with the font size this post, trying to make it easier to read. My eyes get tired these days.

May you play in Nature

May you play with time

May you play with a loved one

xo

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022

An October Week

 

Almost the same shot above...but not quite. Each photo taken within yards on the same street, at the same relative time - moments apart. The sky-blue-pink always grabs me. But I also had thoughts about how one (me) is attracted to the Outstanding...the Glorious...the Dramatic...but when those colors begin to fade and turn to gray, why I think oh darn. As if the clouds should stay this Fantastic. But, why? What is wrong with the shades of gray that come right after?

The photos below show the darker side of clouds...the fading of clouds...all to be appreciated as well. I think it has taken me some time to get to this place. When capturing these photos, I was noticing the lines and layers - the formations...and the edges of color. Beautiful.

Yes, I'm pretty sure I've put this here before, probably really recently... like HERE. You can scroll on by if you don't love this song as much as I do! However, I'll say anyway how much this one speaks to me and that I love the whole album, which holds a lot of memories for me.

LINK

"Well it's alright, even if you're old and gray. Well it's alright, you still got something to say."

Full lyrics HERE

☮     ⊕     ⓉⓉ

It occurred to me that often there is an element of Joy in singing. It occurred to me that often one cannot sing with a heavy heart, while under pressure. As soon as I consider this point, my pendulum swings the other way. What about all of the sad songs? The blues? The worry songs or protest songs? Songs of loss or bittersweet life events. I come to the conclusion that it depends a lot on where you are, who you are with...the reason you are singing in the first place before you can really think about if or why or why not you are singing.

I continued with my bird play. Their shapes morphed a bit and I tried my hand at other critters or shapes...even a hand! I haven't photographed all of the little Doddle Birds and some have spread their wings and flown already, which is all fine by me.

J. saw this in the grocery store and was so excited to share with me:

STRESSED spelled backwards is DESSERTS!

Ha

That couch..."At the "man's shrine hill used to be"  - "trash" corner, the couch someone slept on, now tagged."...has been pulled over under the freeway overpass. There is a plastic tarp and piles of things in bags or ? next to it. It has become a home. The old 'shrine hill' now has plants of some sort on the chainlink fence, at each post. I'll have to look next week. I think: It is has if these places of no consequence (except to those that live amongst them)...a random corner, a freeway underpass, a hillside...have their own seasons.

The morning and evening skies continue to lift me. I never tire of looking up...because it is never the same, right?!

Last week I worked the early shift, so I got to delight in the sunrise skies.

I watched as the Crows flew out from their nightly roost location and then broke off into smaller groups, fanning out in several directions to their daytime locations. Friday evening's commute, I was lucky enough to watch the whole process in reverse as they flew back 'home' to their nightly roosting spot.

This led to a little online research...on Crows and where they go at night. I found interesting information HERE and HERE  - (Notice the beautiful photos in this link!!) and HERE

When I leave early in the morning, working the first shift, I leave in the mostly dark. It softens the edges, hides the grime, disguises the despair, lessens the traffic...all a welcome respite.

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Trust Time:

Hard to settle-remember "T Touch" (from the television show heartland)...T Touch works in circles...my mind goes in circles, from trusting others to the question about trusting trusting self. Can others be trusted? Can one trust self? Mmm...

To Be Continued...

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Wednesday PM: Sky blue hair, creative dressing and legs like spaghetti → outside of the local smoke shop → step, step - bend down...step, step - bend down...she carefully inspects bits of trash in the gutter and finds some worth keeping.

There are times when I can't tell if a pile of cloth, blankets, clothing etc. holds or hides a human being underneath. There are times.

~ I remember the "once" thoughts and think that perhaps "There are times" could be a good prompt ~

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Friday when I got out of my car at work, my eyes fell immediately on this beautiful butterfly wing.

Just one, laying there still as can be.

A phrase jumped into my mind.

'You can't soar if your wings are clipped'

I'm not sure why, but I felt compelled to gather up this one precious wing and bring it home.

So, that's what I did.

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Also Friday, on my lunch, I listened to NPR's FILM WEEK, October 21, 2022.

I am not a film buff, in the least, but I did find the section (@32.50) about the movie "Till" really interesting. It may be where I heard the question: "What do we owe each other in life?"

What do we owe each other in life?

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May you practice something

May you care about something

May you honor something

xo

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022