What’s On Top: Oddities From May Day Festivities

Bear or Rabbit, Queen and Green man we all put something odd or new or different  on our head for May Day!  Traditionally it is a garland or a sun hat because it’s the first day of Summer. The days will be getting longer (or shorter) until the equinox. Oh it so confusing for now enjoy the slide show of fancy head-gear, click on any picture to see it bigger.

Cede’s Odd Ball Challenge is supposed to be… those great photos that you take which really don’t seem to fit into a common category, but I turned it upside down to be “Odd” headgear today!


Phoneography: Tracking Animals in The Setting Sun

1.Bear Paw

1.Bear Paw in the evening sunlight

I thought you might enjoy these foot prints because, for the first day of spring I posted Mary Oliver’s Spring about a bear coming out of her cave, It begins…

a black bear
has just risen from sleep
and is staring…
and continues:
I think of her,
her four black fists
flicking the gravel,
2. Bear paws

2. Bear paws

Some clever person enhanced the sidewalk with animal tracks on a new bridge over newly restored Strawberry Creek. It is on UC Berkeley property home of the Golden Bears!  How they made the bird tracks is a mystery. Any thoughts on what process they used. Now why, I answer with why not?

3. Bird tracks

3. Bird tracks

4. Bird tracks

4. Bird tracks iPhone 4s

I had been here before but never noticed the tracks. It took seeing them in the setting which created enough contrast to make them show up. The dramatic shadows are an added bonus of shooting photos at the “Golden Hour”. It’s almost like the critters are trying to hide behind the railings. I looked around to see where they might be…

Which photo tells the story best?

Created by Sally Donatello go to her site Lens and Pens if you want to participate or learn more about photography with non traditional devises.

All photos shot on my iPhone 4s in native camera and no app enhancements. Again I say time of day makes a big difference!






Nurturing Thursday: All Simple in the Springtime

The First Rose

The First Rose

 You Held On During the Dark

Time embrace the sweetness!


by Mary Oliver

a black bear
has just risen from sleep
and is staring

down the mountain.
All night
in the brisk and shallow restlessness
of early spring

I think of her,
her four black fists
flicking the gravel,
her tongue

like a red fire
touching the grass,
the cold water.
There is only one question:

how to love this world.
I think of her
like a black and leafy ledge

to sharpen her claws against
the silence
of the trees.
Whatever else

my life is
with its poems
and its music
and its glass cities,

it is also this dazzling darkness
down the mountain,
breathing and tasting;

all day I think of her—
her white teeth,
her wordlessness,
her perfect love.

I pull Mary Oliver’s Bear Poem out every year on the first day of Spring

every  year the bear comes down the mountain

claws sparking on the gravel

with her  questions  and her perfect love

and every year I know

I have pulled free of winter’s hold one more time.


Today is the first day of spring, or the vernal equinox, when the earth’s axis is aligned with the center of the sun. The word equinox comes from Latin: aequus means equal, level, or calm; nox means night, or darkness. The equinox, in spring or fall,is a time when the day and night are as close to equal as they ever are, and when the hours of night are exactly equal for people living equidistant from the equator either north or south.

Robert Frost wrote: ”

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;

And give us not to think so far away

As the uncertain harvest; keep us here

All simply in the springing of the year.”

The Writers Almanac

Nurturing Thursday

Frequent Contributors to Nurturing Thursday:

Laurie’s Notes
Inside the Mind of Isadora
Pocket Perspectives
Crowing Crone Joss
Meg Evans
Jacqueline King

Sunday Photo: SF Transportation from Space Shuttel to Street Car

Space Shuttle

Space Shuttle

Surf boad

Paddle board can’t get you to work but sure would be fun.


Carnival Float: Transportation fit for royalty

Sports Car

Sports Car and my Prius

Toco Truck

Taco Truck doesn’t go very far, just waits for us to show up.

Street Car

Street Car half way to the stars…

I didn’t realize I had such a big variety of ways of getting around until I started searching my archives for this weeks Sunday Post Transportation The Space shuttle shot is one of my favorites. We went out to the bay the day it made its final fly-by on the way to LA  Museum. I don’t have any pictures of our local BART trains. Oh Wait but I do have to another local favorite the Ferry Boats that zip around the Bay.

Oakland San Fransisco Ferry Boat

Oakland San Fransisco Ferry Boat

Which would you like to ride on?

For those of you in the States, don’t forget to Spring Forward.

Wonder Wednesday: Tracking the Wily Flannel

blanket of clouds

blanket of flannel clouds

A Three Animal Poem

Flannel clouds,

rabbit soft,

unfurl like bolts of fabric

flapping like broken winged gulls

flinging out a sky-full of comfort,

marking the time to open

jars of late summer’s spiced peaches

and stockpile scarves and mittens

but best of all  time to

find a winter coat.

Whether hand-me-down, store-bought,

or home-made it is new to you

with it’s big bright shinny buttons,

six in a row, brave guards

against the cold bear of winter.

Carol Carlisle © 10/2/13

Margo Rody  in Tuesday Tryouts asked us to write something about flannel. Check out her post for many different meanings of flannel. I started with a picture of clouds over SF Bay and was soon deep in memories of childhood growing up where there was real winter. Where does flannel take you?

Waltz Around Friday With Bears

Put On Your Coat and Grab A Partner!

Shall we dance

…this hangs prominently in my kitchen…

Anne of Gun Smoke and Knitting sent me Uncle Walter Dancing with Bears. During our big  Rim Fire I said something about how we need to listen to Smoky the Bear…She suggest we could also listen to Uncle Walter.

Get The kids and Grand kids it’s a fun campy Irish drinking song, so I’m told. Am I the only person on the planet who hasn’t heard of Uncle Walter?

Now that it’s stuck in your head all weekend, thank Anne!