Elizabeth B Hawley While In Between Things

Monday, February 22, 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Friday, February 5, 2016

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Sunday, January 31, 2016

A Cow and Some Red-headed Ducks

Stumped thinking I watched a sparrow, I could not verily identify this sweet creature of God, until I looked at the beak. Its bill leads me to think it is a Hermit thrush, eastern type, until further confirmation.

Cow Munching on Hay

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Hooded Mergansers

Watching surreptitiously behind the trees, I held my breath as the mergansers floated by.

Labs on a Couch

In a hangar.

Colorful Turkey

Saturday, January 23, 2016

Valerie's Reception

Friday, January 22, 2016

Post Office Mural: Canyon

Francis Ankrom, "Strays," 1938.

Joey Harrison's Post Office Mural Video

Joey Harrison's video on Flikr shows the immensity of the mural in Ventura, California's Post Office.

Entered Air Race Classic

Truly, an exciting occasion to learn that we are accepted to race this year.

Geese Over Charles' House

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

sUAS: Sandhills Over Wheat Field

While checking the wheat field with a UAV, I encountered Sandhill cranes. I dared not approach them any closer while watching the wondrous sight of them in flight from this angle.

Monday, January 18, 2016

Train and Wind Turbines at Sunset

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.