The gr8ful grind: December 2007

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Friday, December 28, 2007

On the grounds of the Oregon Health Sciences University, Portland, Oregon. December, 2007.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Another in my series of lines, patterns, color and light. A parking garage in Portland, Oregon. December, 2007.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

A desert dweller. Camp Verde, Arizona, May, 2007.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Another from the cell cam and the training. Portland, Oregon, December, 2007.

Monday, December 24, 2007

I usually carry my camera everywhere I go just in case a photo should pop up. But on this day, I didn't. I was at a training and left it at home because I didn't think about taking it to the training. But when I got to the building where the session occurred, there was a Xmas tree with huge ornaments on it. So I snapped this one off my cell phone: Self portrait in an ornament. This ornament was about as big as a basketball. Portland, OR, December, 2007.

Friday, December 21, 2007

The shadows of tree branches lend this one a little more Stephen King feel, dontcha think? Click on the photo to get a better view. Eagle Crest Resort, Redmond, Oregon, December, 2007.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Drive through arch. Eagle Crest Resort, Redmond, Oregon, December, 2007.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Do you hear what I hear? Eagle Crest Resort, Redmond, Oregon, December, 2007.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

It wouldn't be Xmas without Puff, right? Eagle Crest Resort, Redmond, Oregon; December, 2007.

Monday, December 17, 2007

A cowboy Xmas. You really need to click on the pic to see what's what with this one. Eagle Crest Resort, Redmond, Oregon; December, 2007.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Xmas lights, Clackamas, Oregon, December, 2007.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Christmas lights, Clackamas, Oregon, December, 2007.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Xmas lights, Clackamas, Oregon, December, 2007.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

It's that time of year again. This past Sunday I walked a neighborhood in Clackamas, Oregon, and captured some pics,which I'll be posting this week. As with all the photos on this blog, you can click on the picture to see more detail. That might work well for this week's batch of photos. Clackamas, Oregon, December, 2007.

Friday, December 07, 2007

Another road side attraction. Along the McKenzie River, rural Lane County, Oregon. March, 2007.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Rocks in a gravel pond produce ripples (which are easier to see if you click on the photo for the full sized version). Japanese Garden, Portland, Oregon; October, 2007.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Echinacea flower, Bennington, Vermont. August, 2007.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Detritus washed ashore at West Vancouver, BC, Canada. More detail by clicking on the photo. November, 2007.

Monday, December 03, 2007

The wisdom of Lao Tzu

This is the nature of the unenlightened mind:
The sense organs, which are limited in scope and ability, randomly gather information.
This partial information is arranged into judgements, which are based on previous judgements, which are usually based on someone else's foolish ideas.
These false concepts and ideas are then stored in a highly selective memory system.

Distortion upon distortion: the mental energy flows constantly through contorted and inappropriate channels, and the more one uses the mind, the more confused one becomes.

To eliminate the vexation of the mind, it doesn't do any good to do something; this only reinforces the mind's mechanics.
Dissolving the mind is instead a matter of not-doing:
Simply avoid becoming attached to what you see and think.
Relinquish the notion that you are separate from the all-knowing mind of the universe.
Then you can recover your original pure insight and see through all illusions.

Remember: because clarity and enlightenment are within your own nature, they are regained without moving an inch.

Lao Tzu

I was at this park and turned around to look at all these pigeons. As soon as I turned toward them, bunches began flying straight at me. I felt like I was in a scene from Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds. If you click on the photo to see the full sized version, you might get a sense of that. I count at least 15 of them coming at me in this pic. Roseburg, Oregon; November, 2007.