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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

SUNDAY to SUNDAY in "WESSIEFOO"

Looking back to Massachusetts 
on a Wednesday in Manhattan

Some of the Skies
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Where I Slept
A scarf filters the hot noon sun.
There's a wonderful wall of  family Memories.
Blue jays nest in the tree and birdsong wakes me.
The pool prompts me to get outside.
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Fathers Day
Nephew Jason and Uncle Dick are swimming...
...while Mother Rachel serves outrageously rich desert:
Happy Birthday Richard and Solstice Celebration all.
Jason anticipates sweet delight...
 
...while we all prepare our taste buds:

Beautiful Nina,
and genial Cousin Roger...
...plus Daddy Tim and Aunt Jenny.
(no photo too busy enjoying)

After the feast, under the Umbrella...
...a most contented me.
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Inside
(Where Critters stay Cool and Calm)
Sissy, Rhodo, Betsy and Mona huddle in a pile...

while Bruno the Wonder Dog guards his toy.
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Summer Solstice
This 'longest day' goes on forever.
Time for Tiger Lilies...
...Bee Balm,
 ...and Catalpa blooms arrives.
Fireflies dance at dusk.
(no photo 'cause my camera can't capture it)
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Laundry Is Universal
 changing patterns...
 and sometimes...
a message.
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Plants Day 
A quick trip to Pignatare Farm for basil, pots and petunias
 
Then planting...
...Transplanting,
Cleaning, debugging,
and hanging.
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Media
(see LINKS for details)
Historic House Sit-In led by John Lewis
 The Brexit Vote
 Mainly we watched a few very fine films like
"As Good as It Gets" and "Being There".
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Farewell Again
A week of serious country lay-abouting, firefly dusks, full moon nights, beautiful skies, constant birdsong, a lot of good food, and mostly no stress at all with three very, very good friends...
...made my Manhattan return seem like falling on to a speedway mid-race.  I caught the end of the gay parade (which I was sorry to have missed) from a slowly crawling cross town bus...
...and took note of a too familiar sad scene--a homeless woman who might even have lived in this vacated building once--and above her a pigeon who might have had a friend feeding it daily on that very ledge.
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Three Images
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LINKS

Pignatare Farm

Brexit

The Sit In-John Lewis

"Being There"

"As Good as It Gets"

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Saturday, June 18, 2016

SEPTET OF DAYS

SUNDAY
Little Teddy Sending Bear Hugs-thinking Kind Thoughts.
There's comfort in compassion when big tragedies arrive.
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TUESDAY
Tripped off to the High line for Stargazing
The night was cool and bright. Thanks to the NY Astronomers club volunteers sharing their telescopes, I saw Saturn as a tiny white oval with a single ring.

Wandered among stargazers lounging on beach chairs along paths where summer plants are coming into bloom:

Echinacea
 Forgot the name
 Astilbe
Life size sculpture called "Sleepwalker".  Various people posed with him for selfies.  To me it looked like violation, and I had an interesting conversation with two older men also waiting in line.  They agreed, and we talked a bit about how nakedness make us uncomfortable, nervous.  We three identified with the vulnerability.
Read what the sculptor says:
(link at the end)
A cool-Jazz trio serenaded at one end, and a disco DJ at the other where a film was in process with mostly men dancing.  Emerging near Christopher street I headed back North along 10th Avenue where many stores are closed or closing. 
Then a brief sweet encounter with a beautiful drag queen on her way to an event, her costume of cleverly draped stiff cellophane was worn over shorts and top, and she was quite happy to pose.  I didn't ask her name and she didn't offer it.
(Anonymous)
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WEDNESDAY
After a Zazen at the Zendo,
I headed West on 23rd Street.
Walking leisurely until the sun set, then
caught the bus back East to home.
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THURSDAY
Mask at the Opera Thrift
The hand of a metal plated Buddha on display
A homeless man napping on 21st Street

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FRIDAY
Unwell, but bumbled through the day doing chores, getting my notice to the post office to hold mail while I'm away for a week in Massachusetts
(Clover and Ialanthus in neglected street tub)

Cooked and froze all foods that might spoil.
(Potato, cumin and coriander in broth)
 Did some hand laundry and pre-soaked sheets and towels. 
Now ready for a trip to the laundromat.
On the advice of a trusted wise-friend, I tuned in to this Omega session with a favorite teacher, Pema Chodron and found it most helpful.
https://youtu.be/YwTSWG64rZE
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SATURDAY
7
The number of notes in the traditional Western diatonic scale (major or minor), there are seven musicians in a septet or a septuor, and today is the seventh day.
(Read about the many meanings ascribed to it)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7_%28number%29
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LINKS
"Sleepwalker"
 https://news.artnet.com/art-world/controversial-sleepwalker-sculpture-high-line-403190