Nov 21, 2019 | Grateful Joy in the Garden, Peter's Musings, Photography as Art
Lewis Carroll’s Alice ends up on and in a chessboard, making a journey as a pawn to become a queen at the far end. At one point she sees the palace gardeners painting the white roses red, to please the Red Queen. So my question is, “why paint a garden at all?” Pause....
Nov 4, 2019 | Down East Maine
I missed it. We traded the fiery furnace of fall in Maine For the steaming boiler of simmering summer in Florida, And while I was grateful to leave the cold, I missed the paradox of deep gray claustrophobic skies Enhancing the scarlet and gold of autumnal celebration....
Oct 27, 2019 | Art Teachings, Peter's Musings
Although I use a digital camera to record what I think of as “notes” in long shots and close ups, I am a mental camera that stores an infinite amount of data. In my university and college lectures, I used to pretend that I was a camera taking stills, by...
Sep 26, 2019 | Down East Maine, Poetry and Prose
Today Jill and I saw a dear friend in Cherryfield as per my poem below. Our friend was a major antique dealer who, like me, was in love with Kennebunkport the same time I was way, way back in time. He spent much time in France importing European antiques to the U.S....
Sep 4, 2019 | Jill, My Muse
The History of Maison de Nora, 1930 - present. 1930Nora P. Wolfson, the inventor of the original fudge sauce recipe, came to Miami from Omaha and married a Key West entrepreneur in the early 1920’s. She delighted in dreaming up wonderful desserts. When she sold the...
Aug 5, 2019 | Grateful Joy in the Garden
I might as well post this before the neighbors find out. Yes, the statues in the garden are finally doing improvisational theatre in broad daylight. I always suspected something was going on at night, while I was sleeping, but now I know what the score is. It’s...
