On My Walks · Seeing

What’s in that tree? A bear!






A few of these photos appeared in the local Boulder newspaper, the Daily Camera: http://www.dailycamera.com/news/ci_21513429/bear-climbs-up-tree-across-street-from-fairview

And they even were shown on the Channel 4 (CBS) Denver news!

It was a fun day of news stories about bears…

Reflecting · Seeing


Fire has been devastating this summer, and it’s only July 1. But even before the conflagration in Colorado over the past weeks, I came across this item while on a walk. It lay in the street next the sidewalk. My curiosity is piqued: what could possibly have led to this? If you have any thoughts, please let me know. Frankly, I shudder to think…






Spring is in the air!

I just took a walk. Looking out on the brown hills I marveled at the warm temperature, the blue sky, the sound of robins. Then my gaze fell to the ground around my feet and, lo, there were sprigs of green grass! I almost dropped to my knees in gratitude. I confess that those tan, taupe, gray shades of winter do little to inspire me, but throw in the thousand shades of green that are emerging, a dab of purple, a blob of yellow and I’m a happy gal.

Thank you for the wonders of emerging life. Hope comes with color.


A progression of pots

progression of pots

On Saturday we visited the exhibit at the Arvada Center, Harencia Milenaria:  Contemporary Ceramics from Tonalá, Jalisco, México.   There were also two very dynamic collections of paintings.

The work in this photo is called “Didáctica” by Barro Bruñido.

I was reminded looking at these burnished pots of the developmental sequence and how the potter forms the clay…which pot are you?

Reflecting · Seeing

A nugget

Early this summer I took a handful of the sunflower seeds from the bag that I use to fill the bird feeder and dropped them into the dirt-filled flower pot next to the back door; in just a few days they sprouted. I wondered how tall the stalks might get as they seemed to head straight for the blue sky. Then the buds formed and the lanky stalks began to list groundward so I strung them to a stake. Everyday the thirsty plants demanded a gallon of water wilting pathetically as a visual reprimand if I neglected them. Now the flowers are packed with seeds identical to their siblings in the feeder, the leaves are yellowing and dropping to the deck; the plants have completed their life cycle.

But wait…

There is one last obligation in the circle of life–to tempt the creatures of the neighborhood with those tasty seeds in an effort to spread the gene pool. Success! Here are two visitors: a goldfinch crunching seeds in situ and a squirrel who prefers to nip the flowers from the stalk and escape to a distant post to consume the booty.

goldfinch on sunflower

squirrel eating sunflowers