3 Sentence Book Review: "Sister"

I recently read a good book called Sister by Rosamund Lupton. For any Law and Order SVU junkies, you will be entertained by this book. The writing was also well done.

Tour of Vineland

It's been awhile but I am back!  It has been a hectic few months so I was not able to keep up with blogging.  Here are some pictures of Vineland.  I moved to Vineland a few years ago to be with my husband who grew up in Vineland.  To me, it is the perfect balance of country and city.  Hope you enjoy!

Here is the road I take to work.

I passed by this "door to nowhere" in Vineland all the time.  Unfortunately and for unknown reasons, it is no longer there.  I am glad I captured it on film!

Here is the little playground/park near where I live.

 This sign is near Giampietro Park, near to where I live.  It is a great place to relax.  There are many duck and geese that hang out in the lake there.

One of my favorite things about Vineland is every once in awhile, I will come across a field of sunflowers.   

And, of course, there are many trees in Vineland. 

Hope you enjoyed the tour of some of my favorite things about my town.  Check out more or share your own tour at

Endurance Haiku

Endurance

droplet vibrates, strong

wind rippling shadows, one

leaf, unbroken stem.

In the City

In the City

In the city, he tries to come clean
get lost in all the noise,
the cacophony like a Greek chorus
gone mad.

The shoosh of the subway
slides into the station,
her whispers remain against his ear
her voice like the whip of a flag
waving over a foreign territory.
Her body lying still, covers her thoughts
like a soft sand.

He finds his way up the stairs,
the buildings stare down at him
like sentinels guarding some secret
of a lost age.

How huge and small he feels
as he finds his way among the dead
faces, he's never felt more awake
or more
singular.

A clogged artery

the dog that barks at night
the sidewalk has failed.
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Shades of Green

Shades of Green

I once thought I knew what green was,
mixture of blue and yellow,
the color of grass.
Simple,
unordained,
organic sweetness.

Waking
comes on sometimes
like a slow
moving
tide,
inch by inch,
your eyes widen,
until suddenly,
you see.

Other times,
it is like a tsunami,
lifting you on its crest
to touch the stars.

I now know green,
the jade ocean under an ochre sun,
sage eyes reflected back to me,
your viridian heart with its touch of blue
rising and rising

as dark as blood.

Paths

 

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. "

Lao-tzu, The Way of Lao-tzu
Chinese philosopher (604 BC - 531 BC)

That is my philosophy in many things, including photography!

Lost in the Motion

Zen

I left my thoughts in the wind.

In its invisible motion,

it swept my mind away.

Who am I now who stands

thoughtless,

 free.