Elizabeth B Hawley While In Between Things

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Leaves Turning Early

These trees remind me of me; they turn in early.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Looking Out the Window at Danaher Airport

Thrush, A Crop Duster, at Sunrise

Readying the plane for another day of cropdusting.

More Monarchs

Delighted to experience a large number of Monarchs this year.

Friday, October 16, 2015

King Air at Sunrise

As I readied my camera for a sunrise image, a King Air took off and flew across my view.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Chickasaw Leaves and Streams

Chickasaw National Recreational Area

A few leaves turning near Lincoln Bridge.

Lincoln Bridge.

Gene walks around small falls below Little Niagara.

Water and roots.

Little Niagara.

A log.

Pond at Little Niagara.

Children create a streak of color as they jump into the water.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Smith's Gardentown Pumpkin Patch

Luscomb on a Windy Sunday

1950 Luscomb 8F, Continental Motor C90 Series, 95 Horsepower.

Falling Oxidized Corrugated Zinc

View from Above: Motorcyclists

Yellow Aircraft, Slow and Fast

Experimental, 180 HP Lycoming.

Air Tractor, Pratt & Whitney Turbine.

Friday, October 9, 2015

What a charming morning while walking around the lake, listening to the many blackbirds chatting in the reeds. One moment they stopped, and all was too silent, until they began again. It was as if I had music playing while I enjoyed the morning.

Broomweed Road

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Lisa Lake Doves and Herons

Mourning Doves.

Great Blue Heron.

Lisa Lake's Frogs

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Moon-rise, Venus-rise, Mars-rise

A crescent moon, Venus, and Mars.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Planets in October

Venus and Mars rise with Leo on October 3rd.

The planets will appear closer together in the morning of October 28th. Thanks to Astronomy.

Let Lovely Turn of Phrase Begin

JMHawley Gave Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On

Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.