Sunday, May 31, 2009


On a sunny day light splinters...
But not today...

When clouds hang low enough to touch,
red drips,
gray and blue spread above and run below,
yellow scatters, purple wraps, green springs,
indigo and pink fill the spaces
between black and white
and everything ends in gray.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Alleluia, Alleluia, the mocking bird sang
And danced in the bottle-brush tree.
Lux perpetua, lux aeternum, his anthem rang.
He lifted his head and looked at me.

Friday, May 29, 2009

BILL AND RUTH DERISI have produced another spectacular epiphilim blossom.


Thursday, May 28, 2009

This is the first photograph I got with a new lens... I put the new 18-270 mm. lens on my Nikon D2X. I was testing for color in photos taken under a heavy, overcast sky. I expected the colors to be super-saturated, and they were. The Orange store-front is near University Avenue on 31st Street; the jacaranda tree is at the entrance to the community where I live; The yellow school bus is on University at Mississippi Street looking west (taken through the car's windshield while I waited for the light to change; at 270 mm. the man with the accordian almost didn't know I was taking the picture; and also at 270 mm. the little succulent flowers were very far from where I was standing on Ulrick Street. I like this lens.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

DINNER AND DOMINOES AT ED'S... and good fellowship.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

THE PHOTOGRAPH FOR TUESDAY, MAY 26Ed Jirjis and I took a coffee break midway through our morning bike ride.
Photographs from the Protest Parade from Sixth and Laurel Streets to the Hall of Justice downtown...California’s Supreme Court announced its ruling on Proposition H8... The court said a simple majority, barely 4% above the 50% of voters in California were allowed to change the constitution to deny a fundamental right to a “protected” group of citizens. In our country the wheels of justice sometimes move very slowly. Sometimes they move forward a bit and hit a large-enough block of hateful,fearful people who are eager to deny rights to others; the wheels temporarily roll back slightly before finally moving on. Looking back, we are incredulous to see that not very long ago women and people of color were flagrantly discriminated against. Looking forward, we can be sure that right will eventually prevail. Bigots of all brands will continue to try to deny rights to some citizens, but they will be overruled finally. Those of us who understand that “all means all,” must continue to insist on the separation of church and state so absolutely all people are included in all the privileges of American citizenship. We must insist that the law of the land need not conform to church law. Even when some Christians and other religious groups want the Constitution of the United States to be rewritten to conform to their private belief structures, we must continue to insist that rights extended to some must be extended to all. WE WILL OVERCOME! WE HAVE OVERCOME BEFORE, AND WE WILL OVERCOME AGAIN THE CRUEL CONSTRAINTS OF BIGOTRY.
Dr. Martin Luther King's words on the T-shirt...
I DO support the right to theatrically make public statements about belief systems...

Monday, May 25, 2009

NINA is eight years old today. Wonderful!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

I found what I like to think of as a love poem... by someone who keeps a BLOG... who goes by the name Eipar. I read some of her/his other writings and learned that Eipar is an activist in the movement to stop all abortions. Of course, anyone who reads my BLOG knows I am convinced that women should always have the right to make decisions about what to do with their own bodies. I am repulsed by the big posters with unrealistic, vulgar, distorted images of advanced-stage fetuses apparently ripped out of wombs; but most of us know that for medical staff and the woman having an abortion the situation is nothing like those pictures. It is clear from reading some of Eipar's writings that he/she and I probably would not agree on many political or religious issues. But we agree on at least one thing, the spectacular beauty and emotional value of the jacaranda tree. I decided to include Eipar's poem, first because it is well constructed both in Spanish and in English, and because it is "about" something I like very much... and it reminds me that I can find something beautiful in common with people whom I feel the impulse the disregard altogether. (I confess that I'm not trying hard with Rush Limbaugh to find something beautiful.)


Si alguna vez vienes aquí,
cuando yo haya andado mi camino.
mira esta jacaranda y me recordarás
Si alguna vez vuelves aquí
cuando me haya ido
escucha al pequeño cardenal
que anida en sus ramas.
Si alguna cez regresas aqui,
cuando mi tiempo haya terminado,
aspira hondo la tierra mojada.

Si alguna vez piensas en mí
regresa aquí y mira la calle
tapizada con una alfombra
de pétalos violaceos.
Si alguna vez cuando haya muerto
me recuerdas,
ven aqui y siéntate bajo la sombra
de mi jacaranda.
Que sus ramas te cobijen,
que su sombra te proteja.
Ella te contará que he llorado por tí,
que en la noche he gritado tu nombre.

If you ever come here,
when I have walked my path
look at this Jacaranda and you shall remember me
If you ever come back here
when I´m gone
listen to the cardinal
that nests in it´s branches
If you ever return here
when my time is over
breath deep the wet soil

If you ever think of me
come back here and look at the street
upholstered with a carpet
of violet petals
If you ever, when I’m dead,
remember me
come here and sit under it´s shadow
Let it´s branches shelter you,
it´s shadow protect you,
It will tell you I have cried for you
and in the night I have screamed your name.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

People who don't know San Diego think ours is a city without seasons. Not so. We are beginning the season of exotic flowers. Gerber daisies are in bloom... and the blue clouds we call jacaranda.

Friday, May 22, 2009


I was drawn back to the Buddhist Temple on Fanita Road in Santee, this time to get pictures of the temple lions (In Singapore they are called temple dogs) at the entrance and the phoenix and dragon on the roof. Although they are understood by worshipers to be mythical beasts, they are non-the-less powerful symbols of power and protection. I am so drawn to the hugh temple drum on the front porch that I have to use all my powers of restraint to keep from beating it. I imagine the phoenix or the dragon would swoop down and grab me if I did.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I had a bottlebrush day last month... but couldn't resist again today... The tiny clumps of scarlet hairs first appear as tightly wound springs ready to explode into the strange flower that invites bees. Click the image to see it larger.BURSTING FORTH

Life is explosive
by nature,
beginning with a burst
of pleasure,
a seed race in moisture
to fertilize
what will become alive.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

at the corner of 30th Street and University Avenue,
the heart of North Park... an enigmatic parable,
full of symbols lacking relevance to each other
and to the street-corner setting,

I watched people watching the man with the cross.
Nobody was rude, but nobody seemed interested.
I asked if I could take his picture.
He struck a pose and said, “Praise the Lord.”

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Tuesday, May 19
Click on the images to see them slightly larger.