


When they bloom,
each day is sunny.
Food’s good too.
– above post (on phone) or beside it (on desktop). –



When they bloom,
each day is sunny.
Food’s good too.
Learn from the past and

be ready for the future.

Live in the present.

Choosing images to go with the lines of my aphoristic haiku was easy (for the past), serendipitous (for the present), and beset with false starts (for the future).
I remembered one of the photos I took among the ruins of ancient Greek temples at Paestum in the 1970-s. So stark, so sad, so in the past. Dwelling on the past would rot the mind. Learn from it and move on.
The future is fluid, unpredictable, possibly dystopian. Plan and prepare, but be ready to change plans if an unlikely future unfolds. (It will.) I wanted an image that was noncommital but not just blurry. After several false starts, I took a tight closeup of swirling brushwork in a small painting by an unknown artist, bought decades ago at a charity sale.
Wanting something joyful and ephemeral for the present, I culled some photos of flowering trees taken in 2020. One jumped out. The camera catches a bee hovering for a moment where it enhances a larger overall composition. The admonition to “be in the moment” is like the haiku’s final line and could be tweaked to give this post a title that winks at the final image.
No longer pretty,
potted tulips catch my eye
until petals fall.

Planted crocus long ago,
only in their beds, U know.

Staying there was such a yawn,
some went forth to grace the lawn.

Call this doggerel if U must,
but I hold a sacred trust.

I will seize each fleeting chance
to be as cheeky as my plants.


Slow shutter needed.
Daffodil and tulip share
early morning light.
~ ~ ~ ~
There is enough for us all,
if we take less than we want.
Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #319
Coming soon:
pink nectar chalice,
bumblebee.

Start the day with a triple espresso? The bee did but I didn’t. While shooting laurel blooms in soft light, I was distracted by the hyperkinetic bee. Neglected to force quick shutter speeds when tracking it. (The camera chose 1/200 of a second.) Got one shot with blurred legs but an in-focus tongue, just as the bee was landing. Otherwise, a blurry bee was mooning me. That’s life. Enjoy the good stuff and cope with the rest.
Flowers wilt;
leaves still make food. Why?
For next year.
Lavender salutes
red, white, and blue of our flag.
Pride and gratitude.
Golden glow
with purple and green.
Spring returns.


Golden ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #306

Slow shutter needed.
Daffodil and tulip share
early morning light.
~ ~ ~ ~
There is enough for us all,
if we take less than we want.
I considered posting my photo wordlessly, with the post’s title as a hint that I have something beyond a nice image in mind. Too subtle. Compulsively explicit, I wrote a haiku. Then I expanded the haiku to a tanka.
I hesitated. The tanka’s last 2 lines might be too preachy. Then I read the Gandhi quote in a great collection of images and quotes: Our Beautiful, Broken World (curated by Mitch Teemley).
Thanks, Mitch. The time for subtlety is long gone.