Be Here Now (Var.)


As I was leaving a holiday gathering tonight, my host saw me standing on the front stoop pointing the Blackberry at a somewhat awkward side angle. “What are you taking a picture of?” he asked. “The moon and the lights,” I replied, wishing that I could get the composition more balanced, but the row of…
On this Boxing Day, day after another Christmas with no tree on which to perch, the Christmas tree top angel, looking more like a fairy godmother, found a dance with Shiva Nataraja and his cohort.
This spring I decided to for the second time growing a fig in a container. It has about five figs, all of which I intend to eat before the squirrels can get them (I’ve beaten them and the birds to the three blue berries that have ripened so far; I have high hopes for the…
Society generally requires one to strive for and conform to certain conventions and expectations to be recognized and rewarded by it. To connect with the magical, fortunately, does not require any particular possessions. Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
In response to requests, here are some photos of the garden in its current state. The vine on the left is grapes–there are many dozens of bunches forming. The vine on the right is a kiwi. I planted it four years ago, and finally there are some fruits–at most a couple dozen, but it’s a…