A Sunday afternoon...

ration of M&M's.

Christo?

Christo fled, but Bloomberg did not...

Out beyond ideas...

Out beyond the ideas of  wrongdoing and rightdoing,

there is a field.  I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,

the world is too full to talk about.

Ideas, language, even the phrase each other

doesn't make any sense.

From the Essential Rumi

by Coleman Barks

Dios de los Muertos

Another Day...

Another Flower.

A Day Always Follows...

A Cupcake to Be Enjoyed.

The Truth in Action...

 reflect words shared over what is meant to be tea.

Lavender and Honey

To start the day off 

with a special friend.

Birthday Flowers To Be

The Differences Between Tea

That which is Infused.

The Infusion.

Two Brothers...

Two brothers...Banana leaves.

                      I. Nyaphaga

(de)light(h)ing

(de)light(h)ing

            

               a. muller

Birdie Numb None

Somewhere between here and there...but definitely in the present.

Flowers for a Chanteuse

Waiting on Ralph's Truck

Lobster Rolls sold out by mid afternoon.

A British couple and I order the last of the Shrimp Rolls.

Savoring every delicious bite hoping Ralph's truck

will make it back for Lobster take away...Traffic...

Obliges us to come back!!!

The Last Bite of Briermere

Lover's Leap

Terrace Tissane

Egg Crate and Linen

Fijian Lilies in the Sun Room

In Honor of my Aunt Fumiko

Sonnet XXX

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.

                                      ~Shakespeare

Parsley Saged

Rose Mary

and Time

Perhaps it was Puck and not Cupid who whispered into my ear...when opportunistic friends came forward with kindness.

En route to South Station

Twilight on the Charles...

Easter Chocolate

Score from Boston.

A Digitized Diety

works wonders when 

present are those

happiest when

receiving due desire

at the expense of friends 

deceived.

I often wonder

What Cupid whispered 

while I sat complacently

on your back...

Oddly

Affixed.

Two Shiitake and White Mushooms

Escalier du limon et beurre

phht, phht, phttt.

Chamomile, Honey, and Lemon

Glorious are the moments, beauty is discovered in a simple paper cup.

Blessed are those

With Mark Morris in their lives!

Settled in

with a Beef Wellington and beer after a long snowy day.

Why Alex

                           ander, Mc Queened so soon to meet his Mum...after such a strong making of his mark.

Photo credit www.blogged.com

Early Risers

Snow storm. Fort Greene Park. 2.10.10

For Whom

is patience a virtue,

When cloak and dagger are at play?

On This Day

the stars will perhaps align for better communication.

Clever in Kind

Does not a friend make,

To spite.

The pouring of fresh brewed tea.

Coffee...Merely

a-front.

Detail from Nabi Gallery Exhibition.  July, 2009.

Best Friends

The fork and knife were best friends at breakfast Sunday,

as light fluffy pancakes arrived with an egg over easy and

basil pesto sausage.

Flue Cleared , Fire Forgotten

A simple menu of seven cheeses, 30 chocolates, and fresh grapes with kumquats. Almonds, biscotti, matzoh, and cookies... favored incidentals accompanied by water, wine, and hot spiced cider. The flue cleared, but fire forgotten; we were fortunate for warm, gracious guests who brought with them, ambiance.

Macaroons

Passion Fruit, Truffle Oil, Mint Mocha, Cassis...keys to perfect tea.

Image credit Tiffany & Co.

Observers Incognito

It was an exotic sprawl of luxury hotel corridors, restaurants and beaches in Old Lahaina and Kapalua.  A week of multiple rendezvous with family and friends...each meetings took some effort to get to...in an old fashioned corner convenience store, were two familiar faces in different ethnic skins observe my running about. 

Stone Levitation Ales

"In love, there often must be forgiveness..."     ~Greg Koch

It took all the beauty and IBU's in a pint of Levitation and an aggressive inquiry in Winter's rain to gain admission.

With demons at play and many in dismay...there is love.

Familiar Smiles Never Change

It was wine and water with tapas, sans tea...even before a well liquored dessert, 30 years seemed almost like yesterday.