Alone....

A wayward little yellow bloom among the taller paperwhites...

Jackson Browne For A Dancer

I listened to this song endlessly in high school - I continue to ponder the line "In the end there's one dance you'll do alone."

Let Go Let Go

I saw her perform in Detroit about fourteen years ago....indeed, just let go...

Monday, Monday

The first of several paper whites have bloomed in a vase on my dresser...

High winds, freezing temperatures and mountains on fire.....could it be only one month until I can plant lettuce? In anticipation of this season being over I bought thyme and oregano to put outside once the weather warms up. For now, they will reside in my kitchen garden window.

All is well...

Back to Running :-)

Several days ago I woke up to an ice storm....and today we has near 70 degree weather! Since 1995, Roanoke has been developing a series of greenways that eventually will connect throughout the valley.
Piedmont Park, which runs along the Roanoke River parallel to Piedmont Avenue and Route 116 recently opened. The balmy weather gave me the opportunity to explore this latest greenway addition and get some much needed exercise. I recently joined a local gym to use in inclement weather but have been reluctant to run in my neighborhood streets after the latest hit and run episode of a local runner.

Views along the way.... This little cabin faces the river adjacent to the river and I can spot it from the windows at work. I often dream about having such a space for quiet, creative time...

Big city inspired graffiti...

In honor of Found Clothing, I snapped this photo of a discarded pair of pants. Was someone wearing two pairs in the earlier wintery weather and left an outer pair in the spring-like weather?
The juxtaposition of the river and the greenway pavement..

A view of a warehouse just across the river...

Wildlife hidden in the river plants....

I ran/walked 4.5 miles and plan to return to this part of the greenway and also explore other sections as the weather permits.

November, December, January

A fool's paradise

A foregone conclusion

Even at the turning of the tide

Woe is me

Rhyme nor reason

Beware the Ides of March (January)

Lie low

Truth will out

Ho sentito le sirene cantare

I've Heard the Mermaids Singing is one of my favorite films. Luckily I found it at the library the other day and finally have the opportunity to view it once again with and without the director's commentary.