Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
He’s the guy who told me I could be anything that I wanted to be, got me my first camera, showed me how to use it, & let me play in his darkroom when I was little.
Besides the darkroom, he had a real old-time printing press, (making me the only kid in school with personalized pink pads of paper!), beautifully restored a classic MG TF (with a rumble seat!), hand drafted his letters with perfect serifs, made me a stained glass window with a surf scene from a Surfer Magazine cover, had an encyclopedic knowledge of old movie trivia, diligently wrote to his congressmen back in the typewriter age, built a beautiful mother of pearl inlaid mandolin, surprised us all by writing his first novel a few years ago & sent me to art school.
Quite an inspiring guy. Thanks dad!
Happy Fathers Day, all!
Monday, June 6, 2011
I had a great big tree outside my apartment.
It was huge, & old & wise,
& provided a home for many birds. It was beautiful. I enjoyed listening to it's leaves rustling in the wind, & I'd wake to singing birds in the mornings.
It was deciduous, providing sunlight in the winter, & much needed shade in the summertime.
I enjoyed the play of light it's leaves & branches created on my walls
& looked up to it from my second story kitchen window while doing the dishes & cooking.
I woke up to chainsaws & chipper shreders instead of birdsong this morning.
It took several men about five hours to remove my friend the tree.
I wonder how long it took for it to grow that big, & I'll miss it more than I can say.
Thanks for all the comfort & pleasure you provided, my friend the tree.
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