Dinesh's photos

For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced pontiff’s pillow -- we have our smiles, as if were, painted on. Those small, cool, quiet Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it’s been fun or it’s been not - Angela Carter, ‘Puss-in-Boots (1979)

I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp as tendrils; And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile; And how, once startled into talk, the light syllables leaped for her, And she balanced in the delight of her thought, A wren, happy, tail into the wind, Her song trembling the twigs and small branches. The shade sang with her; The leaves, their whispers turned to kissing, And the mould sang in the bleached valleys under the rose. Oh, when she was sad, she cast herself down into such a pure depth, Even a father could not find her: Scraping her cheek against straw, Stirring the clearest water. My sparrow, you are not here, Waiting like a fern, making a spiney shadow. The sides of wet stones cannot console me, Nor the moss, wound with the last light. If only I could nudge you from this sleep, My maimed darling, my skittery pigeon. Over this damp grave I speak the words of my love: I, with no rights in this matter, Neither father nor lover. "Elegy For Jane" (My student, thrown by a horse) ~ Theodore Roethke

Left over from World Trade Center site on 9/11 en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sphere www.911memorial.org/connect/blog/sphere-symbol-resilience-after-911-unveiled-liberty-park HFF ye all, & have a great week end

There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile, He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile; ......................... ~ Mother Goose

There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make men rejoice ~ John Calvin

urdhva-mulam adhah-sakham ashvattham prahur avyayam chandamsi yasya parnani yas tam veda sa veda-vit Here the material world is described as a tree whose roots are upwards and branches are below. We have experience of a tree whose roots are upward: if one stands on the bank of a river or any reservoir of water, he can see that the trees reflected in the water are upside down. The branches go downward and the roots upward. Similarly, this material world is a reflection of the spiritual world. The material world is but a shadow of reality. In the shadow there is no reality or substantiality, but from the shadow we can understand that there are substance and reality. In the desert there is no water, but the mirage suggests that there is such a thing as water. In the material world there is no water, there is no happiness, but the real water of actual happiness is there in the spiritual world.

It was so cold the side window glasses were frozen -- Could not lower it!

I had but three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship; three for society. When visitors came in larger and unexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, but they generally economized the room by standing up. - Henry David Thoreau (Walden) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_David_Thoreau HBM Best wishes -- Have a great week

Costume of Washington's soldier - 1770s - at Vally Forge, Philadelphia HBM. - Have a great week

“In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight” Tagore