Sunset last evening.

Daily musings, art of all kinds. Life is art after all...the art of being kind, not reacting, being, in the deepest sense of the word One with all, because, there is only One, after all.

It’s been unusually hot here in June. 

Last evening at the overcrowded beach for a Monday. Well I think it’s the norm now. 

A strolling beach has become a beach gone mad.  It’s amazing what putting out an invitation of bathrooms, fire pits(?) and monkey bars will do to attract hundreds of people wanting to be near an expansive sunset and body of water. Mukilteo beach, about a block long, created by the city of Mukilteo does not reveal Intelligence, sadly. 

Once we’d arrive for a walk or view then drive away allowing placement for others. It seems adding restrooms created an environment where ppl could stay way too long. 

A striking beach now crawls with humanity. 

Is this really necessary?  Again cannot upload photos:-(( 

Sorry. 

Springtime with Yoshino blossoms here and Japan, and Daffodils in the valley.

My photos and collages are expandable on devices. 

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Avalanche

On the snowy Mountain

Before the roar

Of destruction

Not even a murmur

Hardly a consideration

Still the potential is there

For the  terrifying conclusion

One moment, beauty and love, laughter,

The next; the entering into the realization

Suddenly, epic

As the life force itself

If trusted

Leads the way out of the path of sure annihilation., perhaps?

Sometimes that takes completely over

When it does, life is assured

When it doesn't?

Exactly, a question

Here I hope, through various stories,

To portray circumstances

To that effect.

Through nothing planned.

Letting the muse speak its mind and heart.

To have the affect it will have.