433 days ago
by frank |
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Screeching Laughter of Owly Wood
....wherefore comes this walking waunderer of zenith’s quest, with feet planted firmly bearing azimuth’s best, north was my starting till i touched 90 degree at east, and then i finished by coming full circle with accumulated zest….
—-if i should ever stop, in this well-full driven purpose of eating frenzy, as to what i have be-come, then pay no-attention to what i might have been, and know that for sure my spirit has taken flight...
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420 days ago
by frank |
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Finches and Forests of Wood
....so in a great big world inside my forest of wood, where some folks have not enough time in their hands, and other’s have too much time to be of any use for common good, the thought flashed through my head this morning concerning finches....
forest of wood,hands,good,finches....
Who feeds the finches….?—-and do you even care?
I will let the images speak for themselves….since the selves-of-them speak images….
....a...
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439 days ago
by frank |
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Been Workin’ at Wood
....and so I have,and so I yet will be,and so I just can’t get enough,of that thing called workin’ wood!
Well just some photos here of what’s going on around here at the moment, as I’m preparing for the best of winter. One of the opportunities that is presented to me up here, as I go through the seasons, is the ongoing adjustment to the need of change. And so I have been busy, and then more then a little busy at getting wood in and spli...
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428 days ago
by frank |
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Trees of the Prophetic
Coming along the path that unfolded before me, I cared not much to stop and chat with the individuals of personal habitats, that opened their doors and called me by name. Enter in with us and have a time of social hour, as we all sit drinking our coffee and spots of gin, while curling our toes around this fireplace mantle, with well re-hearsed lines of what might have been in the way back when….and so I pressed my way on.
Keeping one’s vision in-tack c...
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479 days ago
by frank |
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Blogging at “Eastern Thought”
”Building the Timber Frame House” —by Ted Benson and Part 1 the Past, chapter 1; page 3….Ted writes;
”If Japanese carpentry was highly evolved, it was also fiercely competitive. The craft was developed within a family guild system that maintained tight security over construction techniques and strict authority concerning procedure among it’s members. Intense rivalry between the major guilds had the positive effect of keeping the sta...
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480 days ago
by frank |
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Opening the Matrix
....it was in a seize the moment of size, that i found my oneness of redemption, where working wood has be-come the sole plate, and in my depth of wood soul i am completed….
—-how far one travels on this path,is but the understanding of how wide can i adjust, since the many will be found standing at the sidelines of tradition, speaking of what can and how should i finish my course….
—-while there once was a listening to these other’s, ...
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498 days ago
by frank |
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Etchings That Come From Wood
....and so twas at the closure of an-other day, while out walking my feet in forests of green, that the clomp-clomp mistaken plop-plop of rattled brain fraze, was awakened by the desire before my eyes of one such as you….
—-where i was coming from was of no-consequence before your ire, and that you had called to lead me here was now understood, since your trunk of structure gave me soundings of the rage, that was gathered inside your wood of stee...
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408 days ago
by frank |
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Stone and Wood
....study deep and go within, for in these inwards of stone and wood, beats the heart of my love’s in-flame, where naught but wight’s such as i can go for peace-full respite….
—-sing forth the study of my soul, i go a caroling within the depths of these here woods, while none there is that crosses my path as fair weathered fiend, but the arrow that flees to it’s point of yonder destiny….
—-why sitting here just now in mornings ...
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584 days ago
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Wood Scripts From Dark Wood: —-an introduction;
....as a creative writer of the words of woods, i am often enamored by any copy of my species, who would stop and sit awhile, to so share in the bliss of what has been written.
Can I tell a story from the hearth of the forest, while the embers of the charcoaled goods are still steaming forth with frosted screeching, as rustic wood spirits sit around the galactic stones, warming their hands to the anticipation of another fire breathed...
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