Tuesday Tchaikovsky – Autumn Song

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Monday Moment

monday moment - chess game

“My problem with chess was that all my pieces wanted
to end the game as soon as possible.” ~ Dave Barry

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Sunday Snapshot

art at the sbp

“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places
where other people see nothing.” ~Camille Pissarro

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Saturday Snapshot

Snoqualmie Falls in the Fall

Refreshing is the constant splash of the water, no matter what the season.

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Friday Fast One

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Once
Green now
brown. Wrinkled,
crinkled, glide to the
ground. Like the many
folds of time is space
with the back and
forth of various
choices made.
Autumn is
ours for
n
o
w.

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Thursday Thought

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“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” ~Langston Hughes

True, there isn’t a single raindrop in this photo, but if you could hear the delightful downpour I hear, maybe then you can see the beauty between the petals.

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Wednesday’s Words

Black Beak - Gull with Gall

The Thief

Blackbeak the Gull had the gall
To claim the entire meal that day.
The compromise – or the price –
Was a piece of fish each, oy vey.

Blackbeak the Gull enjoyed his haul
Of two fish and half of the fries
And chased off any other bird
That tried to land from the skies.

Blackbeak the Gull made us recall
Hitchcock’s infamous Birds
While he paced about expecting more food
The proffered stolen toll absurd.

Who knew that the cost of lunch on the pier
Would be more than the money given to the clerk sincere?
A table for two, a lunch cut in two
Changed our watery view.

What amused us both,
(Not that we fully loathed)
Was the one-of-a-kind experience that day.
Who is Blackbeak, you ask?
Why, he is the gull who will extort a hefty pay!

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Tuesday’s Tchaikovsky

Once upon a time, my piano teacher tried to teach me this. Alas, I can still barely get passed the first measure. But let me enjoy the tune fully by someone else’s talents, and this invokes a wonderful watery scene to cocoon me from the day’s madness.

What music helps wash things away for you?

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Monday Moment

mm red flowers

People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.
– Anton Chekhov

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Sunday Snapshot

yellowbee summer

The last day of summer

Drinking in the last of the warm days

Clear of overcast haze.

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