My Daddy's hands

Daddy, Take my hand in yours and you will plainly see, How very much I need you now to love and care for me. As my little hand grows, I will need you even more, Everything I do in life, I have never done before. Teach me to be kind and loving, sharing and forgiving, Show me through your acts of love the pure joy of living. The years will pass by quickly and one day I will be grown, I will pass what you have taught me onto children of my own. Hold me always in your thoughts and remember when we are apart, The special love between a child and a daddy's heart.

Happy Holidays

    South Orange, NJ, Dec 2013

Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be miles away

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

     South Orange, NJ, Dec 2013

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And all your Christmases be white

                                  - Irving Berlin ( 1942)

Autumn Evening

                                                 South Orange, NJ, Nov 2013

But O, my sleepy soul, it will not roam,
It is too happy and too warm at home:
With just the shadows leaping up the wall,
The sparrows twittering; and that is all. 

Frances Darwin Cornford

Summer's last hurrah

Myrtle Beach, SC


Listen! You hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back and fling
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin, - Matthew Arnold (Dover Beach)

The greatest show on earth

    Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, Sep 2013

Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
                                    - William Wordsworth

Purple Mountain Majesties...

Big Sur, California, Aug 2013

...From sea to shining sea    - K.L. Bates

Foggy at the Bay

San Francisco Bay, Aug 2013

And when it grew so black

That I could know no place,

I lost all judgment then,

Of distance and of space....W H Davies

They drift on still water; Mysterious, beautiful!

....they drift on the still water
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes....                    - W. B Yeats ( Wild Swans at Coole)

A Bokeh (bouquet) for Spring

Branch Brook Park, Newark, NJ
04-13-2013