Stand stills

Life has it's ways of making you stop.


It seems that for me, life tends to favor the interstate, more specifically the basin bridge. Ah, hopefully this will not be as long of an intermission here as my last 8 hour sit.
Sitting here allows me to ponder my day spent with family. It's nice to suddenly be feeling the feels of having a large family. Though most of my relatives will soon return to their respective corners of the world, I feel that the feeling stems from an inner acceptance in conjunction to their presence.






Awareness and compassion seem to allow the feeling the imprints of each individual in a much larger family. It is as it is one big beatiful mess.



Like the roadside fluttering whit glitter that reveals itself to be bugs.


Ah, basin truck side wisdom.

In Action

Work is a beautiful thing.

Beautiful

Heading to River Road can include holding my breath.



There's always so much going on. It's nice to have the quiet take my breath away.



Good times with the family.



Good food.



A drink or two.



Good nights.



Good celebrations.



It all seems to slowly drift on by. It's a pleasure to drift along with it.

Peace Through Music

Interesting Flowers

Yogi Tea's teabag said: Experience is wisdom.

Trifection Seen

Yesterday we went to New Orleans for an adventure. Things worked out well and the day was great.
The world seems to glitter approvingly at an adventure.

Meet Hoody Who. To those whom with which he consorts, he goes by Who.
Who is here.



Sometimes it's the things that grow on things that take the focus.
It was strange to see the human expression that was caught in stone portraying a lion. I see rasta.

This is for the lamb.
Third eye who.


I can recall exactly how it felt to take this picture. Lying down on the side of a quaint bridge in City Park, I tried to capture my view. It's funny how the limits of the frame can trigger a recollection of the expanse of the moment.

It's lovely to have bartender friends who, a few sips in, can make an impressive espresso beverage into a different impressive beverage. The best ingredient is love.

The moment is everchanging. There is power in the observations made.

Trickster

As lovely as the morning can be, dawning as I am tucked between the sheets, I have more than less to do in each day. It's a beatiful thing, setting a few alarms and making it up to see the span of an entire day. There are certain daily destinations and it seems that the fun comes from cheating the coordinates for a day of maximum adventure rather than daily mundane. Ah, life as a daily jester.