My schedule this semester is putting me behind the eight ball, but I didn’t want to miss Halloween. I have some neighbors who really do justice to the season and so most of this is from their display.
This is what happens when you don’t brush your teeth, right?
I guess this is her sister, bad orthodontistry.
And these guys — not from anybody’s seasonal display. But don’t they look as if they’re saying trick or treat?
Hope yours is full of fun.
Cars and trucks are mighty fine. So are airplanes and buses. This is just a mediation on how many ways there are of getting around.
Even getting to work (this was taken in the employee parking lot of a local hospital).
And there’s getting around just for the fun of it
and in the imagination
and by train (Yonkers, New York, taken from the train)
Or on foot
or just catching a ride.
Backs are kind of wonderful. They enable us to walk after all (just try it when your back is out) and they go on expressing a whole lot more than we think, behind our backs, as it were.
Sometimes it’s determination
and sometimes just attitude
or conscientiousness
or maybe, resignation
or that end of the day thing
which everybody gets
Whether they’re just resting,
waiting for a new owner,
or on the go! A few more months of good bike weather here. It’s something to be glad about.
Everything evolves, but especially the bicycle.
It just keeps getting better and better, till it’s almost grown-up.
But some pleasures can never be recaptured.
Even hermits in their fastness depend on somebody for food. If it’s not a person delivering food, it’s a person supplying the wherwithall to catch the food. Imagine here, a picture of someone with a rifle — or a bow and arrow. It doesn’t matter. The hermit who’s a vegetarian, tending his isolated garden, even that guy. And most of us need even more than that…
Even when, or maybe, especially when, it’s somebody to show the way…
Or make the way (at least for a while)
Whaddya Mean Rosebuds? 