chickadees feast
woodpeckers cling
hummingbirds spar
lapping long draughts
ever more slowly
koi course
last light profiles
pear tinged poplars
against steely blue sky
maple leaves
big as dinner plates
lie scattered
wet
shreds of storm clouds
tangle in branches
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I am keeping a close eye on that one big Brandywine Heirloom Tomato that is ripening in my kitchen counter colander. I only get two or three of them to mature (due to our cool PNW summers and falls) and … Continue reading
I took this photo inside the Old Point Loma Lighthouse, from the top of the stairs looking up at the searchlight in its glass paneled ceiling. I titled the photo Zebra 2, knowing Creighton would understand the reference. There was a coincidental, yet distinct resemblance to a photo I’d taken in 1980, looking up at the ceiling inside the Seattle Kingdome. He had given that photo the title –
Approaching Zebra.
Though the dome was demolished long ago, my image of it and happy memories of watching Seattle Mariner baseball games there, remain to this day.
In the end it really is all about perspective. 
In a company of widgeons,
huddled under a cloud of bats,
a parliament of owls and
a wisdom of wombats
remark upon a loveliness of ladybirds.
A convocation of eagles
approach a tower of giraffes
who are watching a memory of elephants
applaud a cast of falcons.
In the distance, a flutter of butterflies
and a charm of finches
ignore a scold of jays
preferring instead
a flamboyance of flamingos.
Spurred into action by a doading of sheldrake,
a posse of turkeys, gabbling loudly to encourage a mutation of thrush, are startled senseless by a smack of jellyfish.
On the brink of
an election that will make a difference.
I do not trust:
a congregation of alligators
a company of badgers
a skulk of fox
a shiver of sharks
a wake of buzzards
a bloat of fat men
a shrewdness of apes
a cackle of hyenas
a bellowing of bullfinch
a passel of pigs
a pack of weasels
a generation of vipers
a plague of rats
a battery of barracudas
a murder of crows
a nest of scorpions.
Let us not be swayed by
a surfeit of skunks
and become
a muddle of guinea pigs
a clat of worms.
I love before and after photos of projects like remodeling a bathroom, or bringing a shed or garage back into service. This is the first time I have taken pics of a drawing while in process, and it really helped cheer me on. Half way through. I wondered why I had given myself such a difficult subject. Yes, I like a challenge, but…whew! Then, I’d look back on the before photos, and see the progress I had made since starting, and I was encouraged to keep at it.
As with all art, it is important to know when the piece is done; not perfect, but done. This feather is as finished as it is going to be. Hope you enjoy it!
With a storm brewing and my blog established, I started to draw yesterday, and continued today. This is my ‘fledgling’ drawing this year. Hard to believe, yet these are intricate, detailed renderings I make, and it takes a lot of time. Though the journey to completion is demanding, it is equally revealing, and the finished work is always (well usually!) an exciting reward.
This is my first attempt to draw a feather, just one feather, not the whole bird.
Lindy Low LeCoq 