Do stars come from chimneys?
Smoke bellowing blue.
Painting the night sky
Brilliant and true.
Ah, the milky way. Hidden in city light and revealed only in the dark night. Most tragically, not a candy bar.
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic
Photography Without Rules

Do stars come from chimneys?
Smoke bellowing blue.
Painting the night sky
Brilliant and true.
Ah, the milky way. Hidden in city light and revealed only in the dark night. Most tragically, not a candy bar.

Ya can’t take an oriole
And put it in a pigeon-hole
Bathing in a finger bowl
Eating taco casserole
What’s left of their sausage roll
Will end up in a cubby hole
Eaten on a kaiser-roll
A total lack of self-control
Hooded oriole –


We stare each other down.
Like High Noon or the OK Corral
He decides to break into a stretch routine.
Making photos of “things”

Today, it will be 90 degrees Fahrenheit. A few weeks ago, it was cool and rainy. So much for the Southern California spring!
Here are 2 minutes of a rainy scene in our garden:
The garden has changed a lot since then. We have many lettuce plants that are doing well. They will want to bolt if it stays hot for too many days in a row.
The photo is a cropped/stitched image of some breakfast radishes from the garden of last year.
They are sometimes bitter
And grow up too fast
But underneath
They really are sweet
And love to blend in
Sorry for the title!

When the sun goes down
There is an afterlight
Within the context of the artist
It is something to be pursued
We chase
After light
Not be confused
With afterlight
A relatively young word
At 215 years
Unused for some time
It registers misspelled
In autocorrect
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oils on canvas 16″x20″ “Twilight”