“Every child is an artist,
December 15, 2014
the problem is staying an artist when you grow up.” – Pablo Picasso * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2010, with thanks to Culinary Artist Nicky O.
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“All the uglinesses of the world…
December 11, 2014
“can best be forgotten in the beauty of nature.” ~ Mehmet Murat ildan When admiring the beauty of East Africa’s aptly named Superb Starling, it is easy to miss the tangled sharp barbs of the Whistling Thorn in which it perches. * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
“We can always find something to be thankful for,
December 8, 2014
and there may be reasons why we ought to be thankful for even those dispensations which appear dark and frowning.” — Albert Barnes * * * Dark water vernal pond in Gilead (CT) woods, photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
“I wondered whether water is a mirror for our darker emotions
December 4, 2014
as much as it is an engine for our happiness. Water quiets all the noise, all the distractions, and connects you to your own thoughts.” — Wallace J. Nichols * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Totem
December 1, 2014
standing still, silent, tiny speck in vast splendor— portrayal of peace * * * Haiku poem by Mary O’Connor © 2014
“Once again…welcome to my house.
November 27, 2014
Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.” — Bram Stoker Enjoy this Day of Thanksgiving! * * * Ivy and dried hydrangea welcome wreath, Main Street, Essex, Connecticut. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Timeshare
November 24, 2014
Dark has come and long shadows reach and whisper as forest faces peer from the darkness of this place where before I lingered and listened to the lyric of the leaves but now must yield to waiting creatures of the night. * * * Poem, Timeshare, originally published in Dreams of a Wingless Child, by Mary … More Timeshare
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
November 20, 2014
But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” — Robert Frost * * * Gilead, Connecticut, photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Rusty Leaves
November 17, 2014
Overnight they fell, floating and curling their way through darkness while I slept and spirits dozed, as naked trees bent to the ground, the face of the earth covered its eyes and the crickets came inside. * * * Poem, Rusty Leaves, by Mary O’Connor, originally published in The Aurorean, Fall, 1998, and reprinted in Dreams of … More Rusty Leaves
“The biggest sin in the world
November 13, 2014
would be if I lost my love for the ocean.” — Laird Hamilton * * * Kite surfing at Mayflower Beach, Dennis, Cape Cod, Mass. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2014
Life Is Full of Sweet Spots 