Blackberries and plums in the campground that has been my home for the past 3 months. I never see blackberries that I don’t think of my grandmother, going picking with her so often before she died when I was seven. The plums are a Japanese variety (can’t remember the name), fully ripe and delicious. Sad to report that many of the berries seen in the first pic were sacrificed just after the pic was snapped for the health of David.


"Palestinian girl in Gaza trying to find her books among the rubble that was once her home after it was targeted by the Israeli military."

This is not an us and them conflict, or at least not in the usual sense. In this battle, the “Us” is the innocent citizens involved, Palestinian and Israeli, and the “Them” is the powers that be, Hamas and the Israeli powers, to include the millions of dollars in support from the U.S. This is a ridiculous situation, as all wars are. There is good on each side, just as there is evil that associates with each side. There are so many Israeli citizens protesting the bombing in Gaza. As I said, there is good on each side, true members of humanity, but what makes the news isn’t the good parts, the brotherhood, the comradeship; it’s the negative, mostly of Palestinian citizens, associating all with Hamas, which they are not. We can help make this better, but not as long as we are choosing sides, one all good and one all bad. I don’t stand with Palestine; I don’t stand with Israel. I stand with humanity’s right to live without being forced from its land, without having its children killed indiscriminately. We are better than this, and until we, in the U.S. and around the world, accept our involvement in this, and our ability to make it better, we will never be united, always divided by the powers in control, controlled by fear and ignorance. We are better than this; we can be. We should be.

"Palestinian girl in Gaza trying to find her books among the rubble that was once her home after it was targeted by the Israeli military."

This is not an us and them conflict, or at least not in the usual sense. In this battle, the “Us” is the innocent citizens involved, Palestinian and Israeli, and the “Them” is the powers that be, Hamas and the Israeli powers, to include the millions of dollars in support from the U.S. This is a ridiculous situation, as all wars are. There is good on each side, just as there is evil that associates with each side. There are so many Israeli citizens protesting the bombing in Gaza. As I said, there is good on each side, true members of humanity, but what makes the news isn’t the good parts, the brotherhood, the comradeship; it’s the negative, mostly of Palestinian citizens, associating all with Hamas, which they are not. We can help make this better, but not as long as we are choosing sides, one all good and one all bad. I don’t stand with Palestine; I don’t stand with Israel. I stand with humanity’s right to live without being forced from its land, without having its children killed indiscriminately. We are better than this, and until we, in the U.S. and around the world, accept our involvement in this, and our ability to make it better, we will never be united, always divided by the powers in control, controlled by fear and ignorance. We are better than this; we can be. We should be.

Tusk — Fleetwood Mac with the USC Marching Band

I just like the pic. Could be anywhere; reminds me of Greece, specifically Crete.

(Source: tearingdowndoors)

(Reblogged from gnostic-forest)
(Reblogged from kushandwizdom)

Just Press Shuffle

ohhelloholly tagged me to post a shuffle list of my music - the first 20 songs (w/o skipping). Since Holly is one of my favorite and longest Tumblr friends, and my only other idea was possibly a nap, I thought, yeah, sounds like a plan. Hopefully, I’ll be able to figure out how to tag everyone.

'59 Sound — Gaslight Anthem

I Grieve — Peter Gabriel

Side of the Road — Beck

All the Wild Horses — Ray LaMontagne

Could This Possibly Be? — Scout Niblett

She’s a Runaway — BoDeans

Ronnie and Neil — Drive-By Truckers

Muriel — Tom Waits

Hollywood Nights — Bob Seger

Wishlist — Pearl Jam

Dance of the Dolphins — Michalis Terzis

Greenville — Lucinda Williams

Hold You in My Arms — Ray LaMontagne

Shiny Happy People — R.E.M

Ballad in Urgency — Black Crowes

Time In A Bottle — Jim Croce

Looking for the Heart of Saturday Night — Tom Waits

Reality Used to Be a Friend of Mine — P.M. Dawn

What If I Leave — Rachael Yamagata

Sober — P!nk

Not bad, I guess. All favorites, depending on my mood. Now, who to tag:

amysfreakshow elodiedreams peonyandbee scomet simplementbleu thegirlwhoisthursday mindandheartatwar bordertouristasblog glamoramamama75 marysdottir cold-winter-days proofrok crystalthepistolero inagardenbythesea smokegetsinmyeyes sitasays myheadisweak cometinorbit38 sidknee23 akapearlofagirl pslovejusme creampuff-lion sphinxnomore joost5 mizred greeneyedempath mesalina justjori lori-rocks rrrick

and, as Holly said, anyone else who wants to play :)

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.
Albert Camus (via setbabiesonfire)

(Source: leslieseuffert)

(Reblogged from stolethesky)

A Song

I wish you were here, dear, I wish you were here.
I wish you sat on the sofa
and I sat near.
the handkerchief could be yours,
the tear could be mine, chin-bound.
Though it could be, of course,
the other way around.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish we were in my car,
and you’d shift the gear.
we’d find ourselves elsewhere,
on an unknown shore.
Or else we’d repair
To where we’ve been before.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish I knew no astronomy
when stars appear,
when the moon skims the water
that sighs and shifts in its slumber.
I wish it were still a quarter
to dial your number.

I wish you were here, dear,
in this hemisphere,
as I sit on the porch
sipping a beer.
It’s evening, the sun is setting;
boys shout and gulls are crying.
What’s the point of forgetting
If it’s followed by dying?

— Joseph Brodsky,

Born: May 24, 1940, Saint Petersburg, Russia

Died: January 28, 1996, Brooklyn, NY

humansofnewyork:

"You’re taking my picture!"

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Ilse de Lange ~ I Still Cry [for MH17]

bordertouristasblog:



"I’m making flowers out of paper

While darkness takes the afternoon
I know that they won’t last forever
But real ones fade away to soon

I still cry sometimes when I remember you
I still cry sometimes when I hear your name
I said goodbye and I know you’re alright now…”

[I would love to have a recording of this song as sung and played by the young harpist during the memorial service for Malaysian Airlines MH17 victims held today in The Netherlands, a civilized country.]
(Reblogged from bordertouristasblog)
I am not comfortable
in my own skin;
But I am trying
to be. Damn it,
I am trying to be.
(Reblogged from c0ntemplations)