Thursday, August 28, 2014

The Flower in the Rock


Near the entrance to the River Walk, 
someone had placed a sunflower in a hole in one 
of the limestone blocks lining the way.
The idea of a "flower in the rock"
reminded me of a song title, gospel I think,
and certainly not the one that a search
of You Tube gave me.
But I liked "Flower through the Rock"
despite the fact I couldn't understand a word
of the Korean lyrics. The song was written
for a Korean television drama, I think,




For me, the melody just seemed to suit 
the notion of a romantic story behind 
someone placing a flower in the rock.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Stolen Moment


At the west entrance to the River Walk, 
I saw this young woman 
taking pictures and texting a friend.
It was a stolen moment of quiet and privacy
for her, which I felt I'd "stolen" myself.


Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Waiting Out the Storm


The day was one of muggy heat, 
ninety degrees in the shade.
I went to join a dozen or so other people
to swim at the Natatorium and was happy
to jump into the cool water.
Afterwards, the contrast between the
heavy humidity of the outdoors 
and that of the pool was marked.


 Not long after I got to the bus stop 
at Eskenazi Health, the clouds
rolled in with heavy winds and
drenching rain. Several folks and I
waited out the storm under the bus shelter,
enjoying the late summer lightning
and thunder.


Monday, August 25, 2014

Awk! Wildlife Encounter!


Yeh. Well, whatever.
I was looking for herons and enough turtles to 
populate the logs as if they were a city.
No such luck.
I got a fluttery little butterfly
and one big-ass turtle.


The shell reminded me of the back end
of a Duesenberg automobile
wearing a school girl's pleated skirt.


The above photo, from the Auburn Cord Duesenberg
Automobile Museum, is licensed through
the Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic License.


Sunday, August 24, 2014

I Lichen Moss


The buses were on detour this morning. 
I missed my connection to make it to swimming practice 
at the Riviera Club, so spent the morning downtown, 
walking along the Canal and River Walk.
Of course, I took a gazillion pictures; I particularly
wanted some of turtles, but except for one determined
fella, there were neither turtles nor herons in sight.

The colors of the lichen and mosses on the
trees and limestone along River Walk
seemed subtle, complimenting each other in
a range of color that reminded me more 
of Fall than of late summer.
But then, autumn is just about a month away.


Friday, August 22, 2014

Five Yellows, Maybe More


It seems that Mark Rothko, Ad Reinhardt, Josef Albers 
and Hans Hoffman had a bit of eternal time 
on their hands the other day and, for whatever reason, 
decided to collaborate in the painting 
of this wall, one of the stalls at the car wash 
near where I work.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Apres Swim


Some nights, after I swim, all I want is a turkey burger 
from Punch, on East Ohio Street.
This turkey burger had a ring of crisp
cheddar and spicy "Ghost Jack" cheeses melted
onto and around it. I'm sorry I didn't
think to take a picture of my sandwich when
it was pretty and tidy. That's something
called Asian slaw in the little cup,
with a glass of sweet, red wine to the left.
All the foods are locally sourced, the craft beer 
comes from local brewers and the wine
from area vineyards.
Tain't fancy, but it's just fine