“Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
Kahlil Gibran
Photography
All life is of a past nature, photography enhances this fact. – Patrick Summerfield
Mooky playing in the snow is from a past snow as we’ve had no snow yet this year. Mooky’s going to be drifting over to Leanne Cole’s blog later on today for Leanne and Laura Macky’s Monochrome Madness week 42 photographic exhibition. Next week will be the special one color holiday edition. Thanks to everyone for their continual collaboration in contributing to the weekly Madness. ❆
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“Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.”
Leonard Cohen
I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. I know I can. ― Little Engine That Could
We are all of us stars, and we deserve to twinkle. — Marilyn Monroe
“Percy, the puny poinsettia is hanging his bloom in dismay.
If they had just kept him wetta, he’d be a houseplant today.” – Percy, the Puny Poinsettia
“In Mexico the plant is called La Flor de la Nochebuena or, Flower of the Holy Night and is displayed in celebration of December 12th, Dia de la Virgen. Use of the plant to celebrate Christmas in Mexico dates back to the 17th century. The flower connects to the legend of a young girl, distraught about not having anything with which to honor the Baby Jesus in a Christmas Procession. An angel tells her that any gift given with love is a wonderful gift. Later the weeds she gathers by the roadside to place around the manger miraculously transform into the beautiful red star flower we think of as Poinsettia.” — Happy Poinsettia Day!
“All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. . . . They are paths going through
the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long,
long paths but I am not anywhere. My benefactor’s question has meaning now.
Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t it is of
no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn’t. One
makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The
other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.”
The Ostrich
The ostrich roams the great Sahara.
Its mouth is wide, its neck is narra.
It has such long and lofty legs,
I’m glad it sits to lay its eggs.
Ogden Nash
“I think all art is about control – the encounter between control and the uncontrollable.”
— Richard Avedon
Knot to be to be on Leanne Cole’s blog later today for Leanne and Laura Macky’s Monochrome Madness extravaganza. If you’re not tied up, do stop by and view this week’s monochrome entries contributed by an exceptionally talented international consortium of artists and photographers.
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“Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging along like troops in a battle
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And here is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart runaway in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill, and there is a river:
Each a glimpse and gone forever!”
Maverick Mist 