Journey with John Stokes

Wednesday, October 9, 2024

Risque

Melanie told a funny true story. They got a new female doctor new to the area. She was traveling up 75 and kept getting calls, kept pulling over. So she sees this cafe and decided to go in and catch up on the calls. She sits awhile and the waitress said she’d have to order, so she gets a blt. She eats and the waitress pushes her to move on, they need the table. So she leaves Cafe Rustic, or at least that’s what she thought the sign read. She wondered why all the ladies were going about scantily clad.

Tuesday, October 8, 2024

Garden

I’ve been working in the garden lately. Not planting any vegetables, though okra, squash, cucumbers are sprouting. I am just hesitant to plant them for the bugs. I have lots of marigolds, a planter of lilies, cherry tomatoes put out one here and there. Have a bell pepper growing. Have lots of spider lilies that need a spot. Strawberries are growing but not producing.There are several morning glory plants growing. The okra is playing out. The sweet potatoes did nothing. All the greens, turnips, beets, kale was eaten by bugs.

Roscoe

Roscoe got a cut today.

Milton

So sad that weather is the weapon of choice. FEMA the enemy of those in need who aren’t illegal. Power at any price. I pray Trump wins and the House stays in the majority, otherwise if he wins the house will vote no to certify or say he is an insurrectionist.

Sunday, October 6, 2024

Hidden Tiger

john clare stokes

Crouching quietly beneath

the English Dogwood focused on a resting Tiger Swallowtail

The photographer knew at any moment his presence would be known

So he had to quickly compose and align the fresnel.

Second nature these things he had done for so long.

But one should never grow complacent in his pride

Smug that his lens alone could capture prey

The Tiger discerned the photographer trying to hide

Exposing both him and his

Haughty way.

Sunday friend

The dragonflies are kind

My kind

They like the sun

Aren’t so fearful they flee

When you encroach

Their territory

All eyes

And I’m all ears

The departing

John Stokes

In the realm of the kingdom

The departing

A separation

Of spirit and flesh

Lone canoeists

Departing

At our given intervals

Some to Shoals

To Succumb

Some to Gulfs

Distance making

Great clouds of

Boatmen gathering

Rejoining of

Flesh and Spirit

Welcoming the

Ever coming

Canoeists.

Places to be

Places I'd rather be

Shakertown of Pleasant Hill

Kentucky

Turn back

Boarding that Jacksonville Greyhound

Suddenly we were on old Marion

Forty-six and the high school graduate

On her first journey out of Local photographer and artist, John Clare Stokes, created this and shared it recently. We put a lot of time and treasure into keeping up the TG Henderson House. This makes me smile. Thanks, John.