Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Israel: PART III

A view from within.


And a view from without.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Israel: PART II

I found a treasure. Unearthed pieces of ceramics 
and beach glass underneath the sands of Yaffo.




We headed North to the  "Galil"
We bought a blue-tinted glass jug 
and filled it with wine from a barrel.



The rooftop terrace overlooked an empty field.
The full moon hid behind the dense clouds.






The sea of Galilee is losing water,
each year the water recedes lower and lower, 
    and the boats float further from shore.





The sun shines brights on the rooftops of Tel-Aviv.
Fake plastic roses will never fade and wither.



Modern heiroglyphics in an ancient town of Tsfat.



























Imagine Utopia.
Jews and Muslims spending the day at the beach.
Playing violins and flying kites. 


Saturday, April 30, 2011

Israel: PART I


  
  








   Above the flea market, 
   an apartment to live in for two weeks.
   High ceilings and colored glass windows 
   with beautiful antique shutters.
  
   Sounds of stray cats fighting,
   fans cheering at a nearby soccer stadium, 
   and market sellers heckling.
   
   Solomon took his first steps on the cool floor tile. 
   He would spend his day pushing  
   the mismatched chairs across the cool tile floor.

  We spent the day drinking turkish coffee,
  lounging outside amongst the plants, weeds,  
  and plastic flowers, growing freely together.

   

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Ted's Shed


Every man needs a cave.
It's called "The man cave". 


Ted's Shed has a vintage fridge 
that is always stocked with beer
and chilled pint glasses.

The cave is a dark place.

A place to go to after the kids have gone to bed.

The grown-up version of a tree house.









He has a camper stove
to heat up the morning coffee.

Make it last all day.












A place to go inward.

To find balance and dream.

Make a mess
and feel no need to clean.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Grow your own mushrooms.

This was a christmas present from my sister-in-law, Laurie.
4 pounds of mushrooms in a box of spores and coffee grounds.
I thought I would give it a try this week.
Mushrooms in a box.
How bizarre.



The directions were too simple.
Open side of box.
Cut a "+" into plastic.
Mist 2x a day.
That's it. How big should the + be? Should I mist the plastic?
 But, right as I was going to give up on nature, a little (not so cute) growth appeared
 and tiny baby oyster mushrooms started to grow.














































This is not as miraculous as watching my own baby grow, but it's pretty cool.