Warm Milk and Oatmeal Creme Pies

    I was talking with a friend the other day and he suddenly turned to me and said, "Do you smell that?"  My instinctive reaction was to say, "It wasn't me," but that's not what he was talking about.  He said, "It smells like…

    The First Dirty Joke I Ever Heard

    I don't remember just how old I was, probably around seven or eight.  We had taken a family vacation to the beach and were staying with my aunt and uncle.  My uncle's older son and daughter from a previous marriage were there, too.  They'd…

    Plucking chysanthemums along the east fence;Gazing in silence at the Southern Hills,The birds flying home in pairs,Through the soft mountain air of dusk --In these things there is a deep meaning,But when we try to express it,We suddenly forget the words.-T'ao Ch'ien(365 AD - 427 AD)

    A Zen Koan … Plucking Chrysanthemums . . .

    Keeping it simple today … a zen koan … I created this graphic from a photo taken by Kevin Adams.  You can see his amazing photography HERE. —————-Now playing: The Beach Boys – Pet Sounds (40th Anniversary Edition)…