62 posts categorized "Jersey"


Tree_landscape_1111Here I return the call / Ideal nesting places for owls / Park on the Rancocas Creek / Nov. 2011

Late at night I sit at my computer thinking and typing while outside an owl calls out. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. The sound comforts me. Some cultures believe that the owl is a harbinger of something bad happening. I prefer to think like the ancient Greeks who associated owls with wisdom. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. The Incas venerated the owl for its beautiful eyes. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. The owl is a symbol for the island of Krk in Croatia where my ancestors lived. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. Some say if you hear the cry of the owl that you must return the call. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. Some say owls are old people and should be respected. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot. hoot-da-ta-doot-hoot-hoot.

Adorned with swiss chard

Swisschard I've planted vegetables, including this colorful swiss chard, and hopefully, staved off meanness and laziness / May 2011

“A good vegetable garden should adorn every farm, and the absence of one denotes meanness or laziness.”

~ Tweets of Old, AR, 1887

It fell most advantageously

Treeoutsidethewindow Pap and Jim fell the tall tree / Nov. 2010

“The first and most important consideration, when we have concluded to fell a tree, is, to decide which way it will fall most advantageously.”

~ The Young Farmer's Manual: Detailing the Manipulations of the Farm in a Plain and Intelligible Manner by Sereno Edwards Todd, 1860

This was the day that restored confidence in the mind of the man
who was doubting his abilities.

A bouncy, undulating pattern

GoldfinchGoldfinch in top, right corner; according to allaboutbirds.org they fly in a "bouncy, undulating pattern" / August 2010

This was just another summer day when the goldfinches visited my swath of black-eyed susans, swooping down to balance themselves on the seed-heads and pick at the seeds.

Solstice eve

AllchairsondeckChairs resting while the sun sets / Beach Haven, NJ / June 2010

This was the Solstice eve when the dogs paced and the girls pirouetted and the wind blew and the sun shone and the waves crashed and the gulls hovered and the beach shimmered and the people laughed and the guitars hummed and we each sang our own special song.

Fattoria Fresca

JerseyfreshMade with - Jersey Fresh - As Fresh As Fresh Gets - World Famous Vine Ripe - Crushed Tomatoes - with BASIL - Fattoria Fresca - Made with World Famous Jersey Fresh Tomatoes / packed fresh with no Citric Acid, no Concentrate, no Water, no Sugar in Williamstown, New Jersey / June 2010

the magic red fruit
cultivated by Aztecs
they say "tomati"

Up-rushing winds

Feb112010 And are we also embellished by our continual warring contact with the elements of life? (I think so, I hope so) / New Jersey / Feb. 2010

“Far above the clouds,
in the vast silences of space,
in thinnest air,
supported solely by up-rushing winds,
the little snow crystals form and multiply,
embellished and enlarged by their continual warring contact with the elements,
until at last they descend earthward.”

~ Water wonders every child should know: little studies of dew, frost, snow ... by Jean May Thompson, 1907

The tender breeze of storms

Bridge_ice_pPaulo visits the river where the frigid wind has whipped the water onto the banks, creating icy sculptures / Delaware River and Tacony Bridge from the Jersey side / Dec. 2009

   they set the sails of their
the seas
   looked surprised
       as they stared into the tender breeze of storms

~ Gods Small Beings (08) by Iranian poet Robab Moheb

It replicates in endless haloes

I don't ever remember the summer Black-eyed Susans still blooming in December; they must like the often-warm and frequently-wet weather we've had this fall / New Jersey / Dec. 2009

“I sing praise to the play of the spirit, it replicates in endless haloes, tears loose from tangles, then in soft tissue waits for a new manifestation.”

~ an excerpt from Lesser Psalms by Edvard Kocbek

An area of vorticity


Curling, spinning brick wall as if hit by a Nor'easter / Charlottesville, VA / Oct. 2005

“ ... the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget ... ”

This line has been swirling through my head for the past few weeks. A function, I think, of age, life and all the nor'easters that have hit New Jersey this fall. The nor'easter winds circle back and blow the leaves in endless circles, around and around. In my head, the things I can't remember spin with the things I can't forget. The line is from Tom Waits' haunting song, Time. Over and over, I hear Waits' rich, gravelly voice and the song's mournful melody. It has such wonderful imagery: “the wind is making speeches,” “it's raining hammers, it's raining nails,”  “Mathilda asks the sailors 'Are those dreams or are those prayers?'” Guess I'll have to wait for my storm to pass; for the vorticity to slow. ... so put a candle in the window and a kiss upon my lips ...

* Nor'easters are usually formed by an area of vorticity associated with an upper-level disturbance or from a kink in a frontal surface that causes a surface low pressure area (“vorticity” is the tendency for elements to curl or spin).