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rusted vs reality

 

rusted memory

rusted metal & chrome

look at those lines

oh to have you for my own

time has not been kind

still I wish you were mine

be my July valentine

Q

july 19

oh do get on with it

I am trying to sleep

tsk, groaning and moaning over metal and chrome

honestly woman, you have me

 I am here with you at home

appreciate what is near and dear

metal and chrome, are cold

I am soft and warm

best of all .. I don’t rust

my words you can trust

It is true, I do have conversations with my dog.  she inspires some good ideas with her feedback.  It can take me a day or two to unravel her wisdom…but if she can get me to understand the jumble that often tumbles from my mind, why not…

PL Precept # 17  Grasp what is most essential

words are only words

sometimes they tell a story .. sometimes they don’t

It is the listener / reader that gives them meaning

Oyashikiri

 

 

Wednesday -noise

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Unwanted noise

beautiful trees ripped out

hedges disappear

in one day

single family home

gone

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quiet older community

invaded

trees that stood for years

home to  the “wild” life

city dwellers gone

no more sunlight

through vibrant branches

now, rumbling

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Last year when my Mother was bidding farewell to her years on earth, my sister who was staying with her. Passed the time, drawing and colouring, memories of another time.

Change happen, with “progress” comes destruction, to “make way” for “infill”  buildings that are meant to fill in where older homes , single family homes with laneways, garages that held the cars that used to fit inside them, and usually have pretty front lawns, and backyards, big enough for small patios and gardens, either filled with flowers in season, or vegetables.

Now these homes when their owners pass away, are taken over by builders who tear them down, and put in two homes on a lot that was meant for one.  Usually, architecture that is cold and sterile.  Forget a lawn or garden spaces. Cement, pavement and more cold man-made materials, usually in various shades of grays and blacks.  Garages if there, are usually part of the main floor, still usually too small for the bigger cars of today, so they end up always outside parked on the single space of the paved front of the dwelling.

Sad, but that is progress. If you are near, or can easily get to green space.  Treasure it. Take the time to enjoy it. Listen to the birds when they visit (if they do) enjoy the fresh earthly smells of spring,  and watch as the young flowers unfold to embrace another season of “life”

Life, can be fleeting.  Live in the moment.  Enjoy each and every second of your day.  don’t wait till it fades away.

PL Precept #11    Always be with God.

PL Precept # 16  All things progress and develop.

PL #18  Each Moment is a turning point.

Oyashikiri

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Me and rust

If there is rust, I’ll find it.  I love the way it grows and expands, changing as it ages. Ok it is not for everyone.  To my artist’s eye it has a melody all its very own. Left to slowly decompose, erode and oxidize  it has  patina and look that is unique, like a snowflake.  At least it does to my eye.

I have a whole section of film that is all rust.  For now it is part of my private collection.  When I want inspiration, I can play it back and let each image dance across the screen in slow motion. Oooohhh so powerful.

Smiles out at her friends.. that is why that expression that has been around for ages, is so fitting here… “to each his/her own”

Happy start of the week my lovelies.  May it be successful, productive and happy.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

PL Precept #7  Everything exists in Relaltivity

NH fever

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Spring fever, the desire to be outside, to be part of the awakening vegetation.  I could almost see the grass turning a deeper shade of green right before my eyes,

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I probably passed this drain many many times, last year, but this year, Wow, it popped up, and mesmerized me with its geometric design.

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Of course I’ve seen the brilliant yellow early flower of the forsythia bush, but in NH it was even brighter and more beautiful against the green of its companion Juniper or was it a Yew.  Who cares, it was a delight.

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AND really have you ever seen a better piece of art.  Made in the good ole USA. =^_^=

Art is everywhere.                Discovering in NH (New Hampshire )!!   what a great way to spend leisure time.

PL Precept # 7  Everything Exists in Relativity

PL Precept # 1    Life is Art

Oyashikiri

be still my heart

Chrome… beautiful shining chrome.some women love diamonds, they are nice, however, a well looked after bike, all polished up and warm from the ride.. Aaaahhh bliss.

p1000568The rider had stopped for a break, I was close enough to the bike I could hear her settling down, the little pings, and noises that she made… what a beautiful sound. I toured her, and enjoyed viewing her.  I believe that even inanimate objects know when they are loved and cared for.  This lady had to purr when she was on the highway.  Her owner took really good care of her.  She had every right to be proud.

p1000567I did meet the owner ,=^_^= , when I was asked how did I know who owned the bike, I needed only to look, they must have cut quite the figure when the two of them took to the roads.  Thank you Paul for being so courteous to someone who fell in love with  your very special “lady”.

PL Principle # 3 – I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things..

Never limit your dreams… appreciate the world around you… One second can be a lifetime. The time spent with that Harley had the excitement and thrill of delightful flirtation that took bloom and flew into the  storehouse of my daydreams.  It was a WOW factor

WE should all have them.. =^_^=

PL Precept # 21   Live in Perfect Liberty

PL Precept # 2  To live is to Express One’s  Self.

Oyashikiri

Riding such a bike on an open stretch of road, (secondary road) through valleys, hillsides.. would be AMAZING… The freedom of the open road, skies over head stretching out into forever, Yum….. no radios. no electronic gadgets, just the purring of the engine, and “man” riding as one. YESSSSS

Left to?

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Trolling Pinterest the other day, I came across this photo.  It caught my attention, you know me and rusted out metal.  I liked it enough to post it to my board on old vehicles .. then I moved on and thought really nothing more about it.  This morning, a bing alerted me to an incoming message… someone wanted to know, how anyone could leave such a beauty to simply rot and decay.  I had no answer, but it did get me to thinking.

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What is it, why do we do this.  This was a wooded area for about 70 years in Chatillon, Belgium, it was home to one of the largest car cemeteries in the world (found on Pinterest)  Obviously I am not alone in my love of “old” rusted out beauties.  Yes, I say beauties those of us on the hunt, even wax poetically about the shades of rust.  AND we will wander into fields, back woods, where ever there is a hint of a “capture”  Yet I won’t go on a picnic or eat outside at a cafe, cuz the bugs will annoy me!  Go figure!

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If I see or meet someone who has found a treasure and fixed it up.  Man that is someone I want to meet.  And you know I’m going after a picture, and the story.  But. for some reason, I have never asked the question, why abandon a car/truck in the first place.

Does anyone know or want to fathom a guess?

Namaste       –       Oyashikiri

have you seen the lastest copy of Canadian Hot Rods..

canadianhotrods.com

http://www.youtube.com/user/TheCanadianhotrods

Life is Art

 

Thursday doors 6.9.16

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Doors for Norm

some doors will no longer close

when we look inside

we see the remnants of what was

meanwhile

other doors

are salvaged and become

a work of art

one door has been left to decay

another lived to 

see and brighten another day

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doors reflect a lot of things

that is why 

so many of us

love our doors.

Q

HAPPY  THURSDAY EVERYONE

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