#StreetArt & #AudreyHepburn by #StikkiPeaches in #Paris 18th Montmartre
📸16/4/2024

Sorry no alt text, it's the same phlox this year. I saw a snake again, but not here.

White flowers from an American Plum tree.

American plum (prunus Americana) I wish you could smell them, they smell amazing.

first celebrate
the flowers in
your heart

Basho

photograph b&w white ribbons from sky to earth, paled dream state a dark vertical crack amid and forked at forest floor

last dream before waking

a yellow dock floats on a blue lake with a blue shadowed hill behind it

Dream of peace, and maybe someday we'll find it.

Some people see being lost as a bad thing, but there's nothing better than being lost in a beautiful piece of music, or the world of a good book, or being lost in a mossy forest and chased by dark fairies and things stranger still.

By Jenny Aitken, 11x14" oil on canvas board

I was shocked when I saw this artists impressions of water reflecting sunlight. The smooth wet sand and the waves sparkling around the figures ... wow ✨

Morning sun through haze reflecting on lake.

Liquid Light

Le monde est grand, mais en nous
il est profond comme la mer.
(The world is large, but in us
it is deep as the sea.)
― R. M. Rilke
#Poetry

Photograph of what must be a strand of purple / pink blossoming scrufy psoralea, captured in a green field, against the orange setting sun in the background. Only the leaves and blossoms are in focus, while the rest is blurry.

- there is a light that never goes out -

The other person who liked this post (possibly) has me blocked, so my curiosity isn't satisfied either way.

Poor timing on my part

If I am the second person, I will sometimes look at the profile of the other person. 🤷🏼‍♂️

A snowdrop coming out of the spruce litter. Little green noses peek out and one white flower is emerging.

Snowdrops - Galanthus (nivalus?) breaking ground, they will probably get snowed in before they bloom. This is often the first flower in our area, very exciting.

Even if you don't have a greenhouse, you can still build one in your mind.
Grow weird things in there and let them run amok.
Grow nourishing and beautiful things.
Grow carnivorous things, and things that twist and climb and wrap themselves around your soul.

This is a photo today of a 22-degree sun halo as sunlight double refracts (in and out) of the tiny ice crystals. These tiny ice crystals are sometimes referred to as ice diamonds. iPhone 16 Pro

In Minnesota, we are shining.
Today there was a sun halo with tiny diamonds of frozen water double refracting the light.

shine bright like a typo

shine on with our imperfect selves

reflected sunlight, trees, pale blue sky, small lake, didn't capture the resident otter who popped up just before this image - not much makes sense right now except the natural world -

this morning

A field, wild grasses, brush and a small tree in a snowfall.

Time rhymes
sometimes
else I should leave
I have been warned
again, and again felt
sting of compunction
before or after
the act
is uncertain
play remains
unwritten

If someone feels,
why can’t they just see?
sun-damaged vision
If someone is unseen,
why can’t they just talk?
Hiding unfelt in silence

Using analogues
of senses
to make sense
of the senseless
seems sensible?
Make sense
of an idea?
Is this intelligible?
I find it less than ideal.
Are we Platonic?
Are we ideal?

I am a jester
making a gesture
outside
in the sun
that sly fox
is a trickster
in the cave
all is gory

I appreciate many of the points that you make, more than I am able to take the time to reply to. You have a unique point of view that I value.

People have very different levels of comfort with that and for myself I think it also varies by how well I know the other. I definitely have hidden buttons that will cause me to think that I should take time with something to clarify it to myself before proceeding.

Everyone has a right to want or expect things from other people, but that right also flows the other way and somewhere in between is where it plays out? It seems like sometimes the choice is finding people who want similar things or trying to accept the mismatch.

This is very on point. I do go back to what you have talked about wrt the morality of emotions, because I think there are gradients when it comes to feelings, expectations, and what of that is communicated. The less conscious and controllable something is the less morality is a factor, I would think