And now dawn has come
Sleep kept this hidden from me
Until the birds called
Category: Design, Art & Photography
My interest in photography started back in elementary school, and I studied it all through high-school. The shift from analog/film to digital changed so very much, yet so much remains the same.
Remember that we have the power to pursue joy
Antidote to fear
Focus on the positive
Create your own joy
A Father’s Day Haiku
A joyous privilege
To watch these children grow up
Perhaps be helpful
Fatherhood is an amazing privilege. Watching, not just my son, but all these kids around him, grow into these interesting and amazing young men and women fills me with pride and wonder.
A Video Recommendation: Anything Worthwhile Takes Time
As I’m want to do, and have received a modicum of fame for, let me start with a haiku:
Such a simple phrase:
“Anything Worthwhile Takes Time”
Not the common view
I’ve long followed Ms. Millman: somewhere around 7-8 years. A long time. And, considering the modern view of time, a VERY long time. Lot’s changed over that time. Especially me. As I keep moving forward, keep learning, keep trying to be better, I become better.
Daylight’s Motion
Daylight moves slowly
Gently across the park’s grass
Dew disappearing
An Early Morning Haiku
Yes, I am awake
And the birds sing with vigor
Dawn has not yet come
I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress. It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human noise. Perhaps.
Thinking about evenings, flowers, and just being done
The day’s heat fading
Sun obscured by these fir trees
Tasks finally done
This evening is done. Didn’t get everything done I wanted to, but I never do. Such is the way of things for me I guess.
Spring Is bursting with life
Spring Is bursting with life
Plants calling the bees forward
Seeding the future
This flower is in my garden. Its one of many.
Productivity’s Great Challenge
The biggest challenge
Most of us will ever face
Is to simply start
A Haiku On Design: The Poetry Of White Space
Kerning crafts beauty
The poetry of white space
Ink and paper play