Day 146 of Wonder
My dog, Hiro, has a belief that having his picture taken is the equivalent of having his soul taken. While other dogs are known for their...
Day 145 of Wonder
My walk in the vineyards today was awash with rain and wind. Head down I managed to occasionally take in the various aspects, but always...
Day 144 of Wonder
A couple of days of rain and this scrubby plant has shot up from the ground to a metre in swaying height. Totally amazing with its...
Day 143 of Wonder
Our miniature succulent plant garden thrives on neglect, or so it seems. Failure to do anything with it has not dampened its ability to...
Day 142 of Wonder
Evening walk and the sky is mottled with clouds, lights are illuminating the paths and these amazing flowers have their faces fully open....
Day 141 of Wonder
After 140 days of writing and sharing about wonder, I've started to wonder what's next. I still love the process of opening myself up to...
Day 140 of Wonder
These beautiful days ... do not exist as mere pictures - maps hung upon the walls of memory to brighten at times when touched by...
Day 139 of Wonder
Life without mystery is really boring. Who can say what this little fellow died of, but he was lying belly up smack in the middle of the...
Day 138 of Wonder
Daisies! Who hasn't tried to build a daisy chain? Or plucked the petals off, vainly hoping 'he loves me, he loves me not' will turn out...
Day 137 of Wonder
"Artistic vision is having the clarity to fall in love with what you see." - Chogyam Trungpa, the Dorje Dradul