Just turning the calendar page,
does not a new year make,
promises made not promises kept,
new year will come and go,
nothing will change if we don’t.
Photo by author today morning.
Past and Future
Tag: photo
The Evening Colors
Sky as the canvas
Cloud as brush
Setting sun providing
The colors
Nature painted
An evening of
Inspiration
That darkness of night
Could not hide
I was sitting outside in my backyard yesterday evening as the sun was setting and evening sky was changing colors by the moment. I sat mesmerized. As it was slowly getting dark, I realized I did not take any photos. Afraid that if I go to get my camera darkness would set in, I took photo with my cell phone. The resulting noise is apparent in the featured image. At least something is better than nothing.
Milestone or Kilometerstone?
It seems I reached a milestone yesterday as was confirmed by WordPress, “Congratulations on writing 500 posts on Fleeting Muse!”. I certainly had not been keeping tabs. I started my blog around November of 2015, so somewhere I must have crossed my two years anniversary but did not realize it.
Initially I thought the milestone was for my first food recipe post yesterday. Incidentally that was the blog that made me achieve the milestone of 500 posts. That post also achieved more “likes” much quicker than any of my poems. That made me think about my blog. As my readers may be aware that my passion is writing poetry. Though I diverge from time to time, I always come back to writing poetry. So why did my recipe got more likes quicker than any of my poems? Hmmm….
Is it because,
1. People like food more compared to reading poems, or
2. I have more potential for success as a food blogger than poet, or
3. The photo of the soup bowl with the recipe was really inviting, or last but not the least,
4. I am a lousy poet ( ouch, that hurts)
Unlike the person on the cartoon, I can’t scratch my head for long. Precious few strands of hair that I have on top are far more valuable than finding an answer to my questions at present. Also my belly is sending distress signals to my brain, warning me to complete my writing at the earliest before it goes into a hunger strike.
I realized I did not address my title at all. That will be for another day. Right now I need to put some food in my tummy to calm it down.
Well, I may have gotten the answer to my question there.
Deer Encounter
Today morning during my morning walk with my four legged companion, Skooby, I was graced by the presence of this deer family. I have seen them before but never been able to take a photo. Generally Skooby will try to bark or try to give a chase. But familiarity must have given rise to boredom or the short leash may have helped. The doe kept eyeing me, assessing if we are any threat, moving slowly away from us and then stopping briefly to look at us again. Everytime she stopped, I stopped. Finally she must have been reassured enough to stay at one place to shoot her, albeit with my cell phone. Soon she had company but the big guy decided to stay at a distance, out of my cell phone camera’s reach for a good photograph.
Maybe this encounter today was predestined as my morning started with a post from Jane (A month with Yeats Day Fifteen) where she commented that a deer had come up to her window and peeped at her. There must be a deer connection somewhere.
Summer of 2017 – Part 1
When I started this blog, I promised to myself that I will not turn it into a diary of my daily activities. However this summer a few unplanned activities had provided me some photo opportunities that I would like to share with my readers. Readers beware, this is not a post about poetry. So if you decide to proceed no further, I will understand. I never claimed to be a good narrator or a writer of prose. So the description below may come out flat and boring. My apologies.
PART 1: June 15, 2017 : Thursday:
I was hoping that the kids were to be picked up from their dorms by Saturday morning only. Even before the summer had actually started, days were getting really warm and I was not looking forward to this duty. Suddenly on Thursday morning, I was told that the kids would need to be picked up by 8:00 PM latest by Thursday night as the dorms would close for summer by Friday 12:00 noon. To make matter worse, we could not be there before 2:00 PM as they had finals. So there we were in two cars ( for two kids ), hoping that everything would be packed before hand and we should be able to start back before the traffic starts. Well, we hoped. Estimated two hours turned out to be nearly five hours, with last minute packing, cleaning, locking room keys inside the room, elevators that took an eternity to come up ( or down) and other events that I would not bore my readers with. And then I hurt my back helping my son carry a most unwieldy load from the elevator to one of the car. When we had dropped them in their dorms nine months back, everything was loaded in one car. How can one accumulate so much stuff in nine months is beyond my comprehension.
To make matter short, I cooled off my heels sitting under a tree, enjoying a cool breeze from the ocean while my wife helped my daughter in packing up. I took this opportunity to take some photos and sharing these here.
And this visitor from the wild enticed, enticed by a girl with some food.
To be continued.
©All photographs in this post were taken by the author. Readers are free to use with proper acknowledgement to the author.
