9.27.2012

The true harvest of my life is intangible...

Autumn. We don't get much of it in Florida. But, none the less, you can still feel it in the air.

There are small signs. The proliferation of monarch butterflies making their journey to their promised land. My river birch beside our front porch...the leaves are starting to dry and become golden. The squirrel party every afternoon as they gather acorns dropping from our oak tree in the front yard.

All signs of autumn.

"The true harvest of my life is intangible - a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched."
"The true harvest of my life is intangible - a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Henry David Thoreau

9.18.2012

Market Morning

I wanted to talk with one of the vendors at the market about flowers. So I took my camera and did a short walk. It was wonderful. The market has grown so much this year. I'm so happy to see that.

"I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal I cannot be comprehended except by my permission..."
"I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal I cannot be comprehended except by my permission..."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Nikki Giovanni

9.10.2012

New Orleans 2012: 14

Well. This is the last batch of photos from this trip. From the end of the night to the view of the rooftops from our hotel window.

sigh

"Codeine...bourbon..." (Tallulah Bankhead's last coherent words)."
"Codeine...bourbon..." (Tallulah Bankhead's last coherent words)."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Denis Brian, Tallulah, Darling: A Biography Of Tallulah Bankhead


9.09.2012

New Orleans 2012: 13

This is the evening...as you will be able to tell. Nikki and I made off to Bourbon Street and had a Hurricane at Pat O'Brien's. The Hurricane will explain many of the photos :-)

"The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies."
"The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Stephen King, Firestarter

9.08.2012

New Orleans 2012: 12

"But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises..."
"But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises..."
 ¸.•*´¨`♥ Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov


9.07.2012

New Orleans 2012: 11

"Light is more important than the lantern, The poem more important than the notebook."
"Light is more important than the lantern, The poem more important than the notebook."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Nizar Qabbani

9.06.2012

New Orleans 2012: 10

"...folding her fingers around the delicate bowl of a porcelain teacup. Looking pale and exhausted, her blue eyes ringed with dark shadows, she swallowed a mouthful of heavily sweetened tea before continuing."
"...folding her fingers around the delicate bowl of a porcelain teacup. Looking pale and exhausted, her blue eyes ringed with dark shadows, she swallowed a mouthful of heavily sweetened tea before continuing."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Lisa Kleypas, It Happened One Autumn

9.04.2012

New Orleans 2012: 9

This next photo is of a man that noticed my camera, and secretly waved me over. So I went. We began a photography discussion, and at some point he pulled out this lens (I still don't exactly know what kind it was) and whipped in on my camera...over the existing lens. Then proceeded to place his eye inches from my camera and insisted I take a picture. We were so close. He did not know the meaning of personal space, and for that moment, I had to let any perception I had about personal space go. Therefore I took a picture of his eye...very close with all the wonderful bushy-ness of his eyebrow.

I only wish I had the wits about me to take a photo of him...but he had me rather at a disadvantage. He was older. Arabic. Short. Creamy brown skin with deep set wrinkles. Many smile lines. A full, gloriously white beard that went to his chest. And, you can see the twinkle in his eye.

"The seat of the soul is there where the inner and outer worlds meet."
"The seat of the soul is there where the inner and outer worlds meet."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth

New Orleans 2012: 8

"Masquerades disclose the reality of souls. As long as no one sees who we are, we can tell the most intimate details of our life."
"Masquerades disclose the reality of souls. As long as no one sees who we are, we can tell the most intimate details of our life."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Fernando Pessoa

9.03.2012

New Orleans 2012: 7

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9.02.2012

New Orleans 2012: 6

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9.01.2012

New Orleans 2012: 5

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"As their shoulders touched, the riverboat was no longer earthbound. With only the two of them aboard, it lifted into the sky..."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Pam Muñoz Ryan, The Dreamer



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