Day 2470: Things organized neatly

Yesterday, after doing neat things  at a Food Truck and Music Festival  organized neatly by Quincy, Massachusetts, my boyfriend Michael and I noticed this neat book at a nearby coffee shop:

Here’s one of the neat photos in that book:

When I organize my photographs as neatly as possible for this daily blog, I often have pictures of hearts (as well as other things that are meaningful to me).  Today’s neatly organized things include an homage to my late mother, who was well known for organizing things neatly and whom I  especially miss during this time of the year.

What are people thinking about those things organized neatly?

Phillip Alexander & the Wild Things (which included a musician from my neatly organized hometown of Swampscott) played this neatly organized song:

That neatly organized building in the background is the Thomas Crane Public Library, by the amazingly neat architect H.H. Richardson.

Here are a few more things organized neatly:

1. My boyfriend Michael is now my fiancé Michael (which I’ve been hinting at with some neatly organized clues in recent posts).
2. I wish that my neatly organized mother and my neatly hilarious father could have met my neat and hilarious fiancé.
3. Michael meets two of the criteria I neatly organized for a husband when I was ten years old: he loves cats and tuna noodle casserole.
4. Actually, Michael might like rather than love tuna noodle casserole, but he makes a neatly organized tuna noodle casserole that’s at least as good  as the tuna noodle casserole made by my neatly organized mother.

I look forward to some neatly organized comments, below.

As always, I end with some neatly organized gratitude to all who help me create these daily blogs, including YOU.

Day 2035: How to Change “OW!” to “WOW!”

Yesterday, I changed “OW!” to “WOW!”

HOW!?

Note that I changed “OW!” to “WOW!”

• with one letter,
• in one second,
•  doing my best, and
• letting go of self-doubt.

Do any of today’s photos change “OW!” to “WOW!”?

Flowers,  cats, gelato, beautiful architecture, walks by the ocean, my son Aaron, and my boyfriend Michael all help me change “OW!” to “WOW!”

In two days, my son is leaving home (OW!) to travel to India and then to Edinburgh (WOW!).

In less than a week, I’ll be debuting my third original song (WOW!) at an Open Mic, and that song will feature many sounds including “OW!” and “WOW!”

In less than a month, I’ll be flying (OW!) on WOW Air  to Iceland (WOW!).

Here‘s “Wow” by the Lennie Tristano Sextet:

Music I love always changes “OW!” to “WOW!”

Any comment from you changes “OW!” to “WOW!” and so does gratitude.

WOW!

 

Day 1958: What’s your favorite season?

What’s your favorite season?

My favorite season is spring.  That’s why I’m taking this next week off from work, so I can enjoy the flowering trees, the glorious colors, and the warmth of my favorite season.  This morning, I’m leaving on a fast train for New York City to enjoy two days of my favorite season with one of my favorite people, Jeanette.

What’s your favorite picture of these, which I took during my favorite season?

Here are Alex Horne and the Horne Section asking and answering “What’s Your Favourite Season?”

My favorite way to end a blog post — no matter what the season —  is with thanks.  Thanks to all who helped me create today’s seasonal post and — of course! — to YOU.

Day 1952: We Are One.

On Friday, when I was one of  many patients seeing a doctor at Tufts Medical Center, this was one of the photos I took:

This morning, when I was researching the concept of Hungry Ghosts, I  became one with these words by Rumi, who believes we are one.

This is how a human being can change:
There’s a worm addicted to eating grape leaves.
Suddenly, he wakes up…
Call it grace, whatever,
something wakes him,
and he’s no longer a worm.
He’s the entire vineyard,
And the orchard too,
The fruit, the trunks, a
Growing wisdom and joy
That doesn’t need to devour.

With growing wisdom and joy, I  believe we are one.  Do any of these photos show that we are one?

 

One of those photos reminds me of this one joke:

What did the Zen master say to the hot dog vendor?  “Make me one with everything.”

There are more than one “We Are One” songs (which are currently one with YouTube here, here, and here).

 

In the end, we are one with gratitude.

Day 1897: Attention

Do I have your attention?

During the first year of this blog, I published two posts about attention (here and here).  If you give those early posts attention, you might notice how my blog has changed.  These days, I give more attention to photos, like this.

I also give attention to

• books,
• interesting architecture,
• food,

• singing,

• people,
• work,
• not being late (which I dreamed about last night, and
• music.

 

Personally, I have trouble paying attention the day after a time change.  How is your attention, these days?

Thanks to all who helped me give the necessary attention to today’s blog and — of course!  — to YOU, for your attention.

Day 1818: Children

Almost exactly three years ago, I published another post titled “Children.”    ‘Tis the season, I suppose, for visions of children to dance in my head.

Also, I saw this yesterday:

Are visions of children dancing in my other photos from yesterday?

That’s my only child, Aaron. When I was a child, I was told it was not advisable for me to have children because of my very unusual heart.   I doubt that outdated advice is in this book …

….which my child and I saw yesterday at a local library.

Children are good for a happy, healthy heart. So is music like this:

Thanks to all the children and adults who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.