come fly with me

Listening to Ray LaMontagna
Sipping coffee black

Tap tapping the phone's tiny key images
Posting above the billowed puffs of cloud

Alongside a hundred or so strangers

strapped-in to sit still

Monotonous static hum fills the cabin

w/pressure of muffled baby cries

Head bobbing to the Black Keys
Wearing sunglasses prescribed

Floating over criss-crossed lines

cement painted and poured

soldiers standing in familial formation

Huddled around underground holes filled wet 
Nine linked lawns flanking 

stubby tendrils poking

Rooted in mortgaged commitment

Reaching for recessive retirement

Ears plugged

Johnny Mellencamp's young lovers mature

Bettye LaVette covers time to live

Tweedy turns his face up to the sun

Nick Lowe plays fast once more


Sipping lukewarm coffee from a styrofoam cup

Acoustic AIC perform heaven live

Littered blotchy white 

Over the horizon bleeding blue

Bumpy invisibility

Smokes grey and blind

Swerved and curved river wide

Girth snaking east and west 

Doubling back and over

Confused by erosion 

Corridor of confidence

Commanding vessels into wild waters 

Delta dumping

We pay our debt sometime...

Clouds thinned w/cans of convenience

Fields carpeted over sick soil

Surrendering to humanity's humor

Delivered innately, generationaly

Ignited by denial

Ignored by heads clouded with state and main

Reflecting no reason

Regarding no remedy

Realization fleeting, feverishly flung in song


Lyrically loved 

Caressed communication

Sharing secrets forgotten to be told

We live in a beautiful world.

Silhouetted by the setting sun

This can't be undone.

Rocky mountain high

Peaceful blue mountains and sky's shades of grey,
warm words nestled with truth and hope,
scattered pictures among trailing thoughts;
perspective,
independently insightful,
daringly deep.

Listen to your soul and relax.
Find your truth and read.
Demand more and write.
Allow incentive.
Enter outside the lines.
Be the blog.

woods and water

rustic romp

two souls and a dog

temporary tin residence

louvered windows and flowered upholstery

avocado appliance

not your mother's kitchen

kids grown

uninterested

just us

taking off

turning corners

touching base

beer, cigarettes, bare feet 

chopping wood, shooting pics, napping

walks on the pier, dune climbing, bag toss game

Coors light, Jim and ginger, mustard pretzels

grilled cheese burgers, garden tomatoes, scrambled eggs w/ snausages

good enough to repeat

looking forward to retreat

camp on!

searching for structure

through the looking glass @ the Cass

Hubby and I went to Chicago

and this is what we saw 14 stories above Wabash...

that's big John H with the double antenna

  I like the stairs and columns and flower beds

sprinkled blue below

reflections of modern architecture 

imitating art deco

lines, lines, lines

repeating and retreating

from my peeping

 yes, that's snow/sleet/wtf, this is April!

 Ah, sunshines upon us in the morrow

 as we begin our morning walk 

toward Trump's shiny tower

and beyond

much more to see in my kinda' town

to be continued for your viewing pleasure

ps:  the scenes improve and so do my shots.

Easter peace friends.  Namaste.

~L

seattle says...

 

At night I sat on the roof and shot my photos of the twinkling lights and lit storefronts.  I was mesmerized from the minute the airplane began descent...sunshine and mountain profiles greeted my midwestern mentality.  

I shall return to you again Seattle, 

to your diverse population walking the sidewalk hills, 

to the great service and friendly strangers,  

your music and meals and home brews,

to the culture in the park and the creativity at the market, 

 to the shipping lanes and flower potted piers, 

 to the tolerant lifestyles of your neighborhoods, 

to creative opportunity and self preservation, 

to your forested foothills and falling water

 

to your naturally beautiful highway drives

  to continue my journey, renew relationships

live now...in God's country.

forested fun

 

...more captured FUN @ I should be folding laundry