“Sweet Little Song” by Leonard Cohen

Listen to the hummingbird
Whose wings you cannot see
Listen to the hummingbird
Don’t listen to me.

Listen to the butterfly
Whose days but number three
Listen to the butterfly
Don’t listen to me.

Listen to the mind of God
Which doesn’t need to be
Listen to the mind of God
Don’t listen to me.

 

Leonard Cohen died before he finished this song. I heard about it from an interview on NPR. I’ve been looking for nature poetry to tie in with my photographs. Now I’m thinking I need to look more at songs by Leonard Cohen because I really love these few lines. I wish he’d had time to finish it.

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Where Have I Been?

I spent July traveling with my dad. We visited five national parks and monuments. It was the first time he’d ever been to a national park. We also went on his first hike.

At the end of July, I visited Galveston for the first time in over a decade. We were lured to the Houston area by a walk in downtown Houston’s underground. Two weeks later, the hurricane struck.

Soon after that, I began to notice changes in my vision. I reported to my ophthalmologist. I’ve known since I was 20 that I was particularly vulnerable to macular degeneration. 15 years ahead of schedule, I was experiencing some of the signs that I may be experiencing some of the effects.

The doctor told me to take it easy. Do nothing that may jar my eyes. If my symptoms worsened, I was to report in immediately. I’d probably need (another) eye surgery to prevent the loss of vision (aka blindness).

I was monitored closely. My vision did not follow the typcial route and it took longer than normal to be cleared for a return to normal activities. The week after Thanksgiving I was cleared.

I’ve lost a little bit of my peripheral vision in my left eye. I will continue to have floaters and webbing. But I’m cleared to enjoy life again.

Sign of the Cross

It was a beautiful day when I took this photo. Rain was brewing and the wind was picking up. The sounds of the insects buzzing became background noise as I hunted for an ancestral gravesite.

Three graves down from my great-great-grandfather, I was drawn to this display of family love and devotion.

An artisan cross at a grave.

This grave stands out above the rest.

The Purple Angel

I love art in old cemeteries. So many modern cemeteries are cold and boring. Old cemeteries understand that memorials are for remembered the dearly departed.

This angel was freshly painted and radiant. I wonder why the family chose the colors they did for the angel. I wonder what prayers they uttered as they prepared the gravesite.

The Purple Angel

Purple combines the calm stability of blue and the fierce energy of red. The color purple is often associated with royalty, nobility, luxury, power, and ambition. Purple also represents meanings of wealth, extravagance, creativity, wisdom, dignity, grandeur, devotion, peace, pride, mystery, independence, and magic.

String Art!

We had to visit the museum in Fort Worth. While Victor hunted for a particular art piece for his class, I wandered and fell in love with some string art. It was placed in a gallery with windows. As the sun passes, the shadows shift and the rainbow moves. I was fascinated.

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String Art from a Different PoV

Photo of String Art

String Art

Voting Season is Upon Us

A photo of an election sign in Denton

Vote!

Close-Up

“Genesis” is a beautiful mural at the Dallas Museum of Art. The last time I studied it, I decided to focus on specific elements, especially the tiles. I’d never noticed before that there were gold tiles mixed in. No wonder I am amazed by the beauty of the mural!

Close-up of the red and gold tiles

Fire?

A New Chihuly Find!

I attended a conference in downtown Fort Worth. In the hotel that the conference was held in, I found this chandelier.

I have no idea if it’s really a Chihuly (I didn’t ask) but it reminds me of the Dallas Arboretum’s Chihuly display from a few years ago.

To find authenticated Chihuly glass, click on my “Chihuly at the Dallas Arboretum” category on the sidebar. It’s truly some beautiful work!

Chihuly Chandelier?

Chihuly Light?

 

Oswald’s Grave

No cemetery wanted the responsibility of his grave. You really have to know where to look nowadays.

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Oswald’s GraveHe

An Uncommon Crab

He was spotted outside SeaLife at Grapevine Mills Mall. He was fenced in. He was covered in Coke can tin. And he is beautiful.

A crab sculpture found outside of SeaLife at Grapevine Mills Mall.

The Crab is Reaching Out to You!