Sivyaleah

Picasso... (XXIII) Picasso you give us Things which bulge:grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mind you make us shrill presents always shut in the sumptuous screech of simplicity (out of the black unbunged Something gushes vaguely a squeak of planes or between squeals of Nothing grabbed with circular shrieking tightness solid screams whisper.) Lumberman of The Distinct your brain's axe only chops hugest inherent Trees of Ego,from whose living and biggest bodies lopped of every prettiness you hew form truly e.e. cummings (courtesy of Kathy Polenberg this morning on Facebook)

Yesterday morning I parked the car at the lot and saw a leftover shiny gold New Years Eve hat stuck in a bare tree.  Thought to myself that I should take a photo of it but I was running for the train. I should have.

Photography of traditional and non-traditional means.  Real life meanderings and Second Life wanderings where I'm known as Elora.  Sivyaleah is one of my "real" names. Not sure what's going to wind up here.  A mish mash of both most likely. One thing is for sure - the cat gets top billing :D