These postings will center around things that I encounter that are interesting, beautiful, and sometimes the spiritual connection between all these things. This blog is for myself, perhaps more than for you, the reader. It is to remind myself of the passage of time and reflect on the beauty and meaning of the days.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Fox tail grass
These grasses of late summer are fondly known to me as "Tickle Tail". As children we would tickle each other with them or pretend that they were worms. Running, laughing, and screaming followed. The best accepted name I have come up with is Fox Tail. I thought Fox Tail had a much larger plume, but for now I will let this name stand. (If you know what this is, let me hear from you.)They bloom in late summer and early fall and for me signal the changes that are coming. The crickets song and a fist full of these lovely stems make for happy nostalgia
You do this, you do that
ReplyDeleteYou argue left, you argue right
You come down, you go up
This person says no, you say yes
Back and forth
You are happy
You are really happy
- Ikkyu
You do this, you do that
ReplyDeleteYou argue left, you argue right
You come down, you go up
This person says no, you say yes
Back and forth
You are happy
You are really happy
Ikkyu