Sunday, June 28, 2015

Saturday, June 13, 2015

PAWIJ: week 2

Almost Art: not sure if it is done. Hasn't spoken to me! This might be harder than I expected. Still have one more day to make adjustments I guess.

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Ground hog day

I live in Hawaii yet it feels I am on vacation all the time. I keep thinking reality will check in and I really have to do something with my life. But maybe this is my my life. Did I earn it, I don't know? Riding my bike, surfing, stand up paddling, yard work, shopping, driving Sugar around, sitting in the patio, sitting in the pond and going to the beach. So, what is the meaning of life? Is life a Beach! I drink a lot, and it makes me feel good for the moment. Tried to figure what I do with my hours and it feels like I am busy, but busy doing what? Life feels good for the moment, and yet I feel the hammer will fall some day. Drinking and blogging might not be the best thing. Oh well, whatever.

Monday, June 1, 2015

June - a poem by William Cullen Bryant

I gazed upon the glorious sky 
And the green mountains round, 
And thought that when I came to lie 
At rest within the ground, 
"Twere pleasant, that in flowery June, 
When brooks send up a cheerful tune, 
And groves a joyous sound, 
The sexton's hand, my grave to make, 
The rich, green mountain-turf should break.

Snow day

Snow is sprinkling down and the piano fingers sprinkle the key boards in the background. Moody Friday.