Sunday Afternoon Walkabout (H Street, N.E.)


I did not know the cyclist, but know people who did. If you’re walking or on a bicycle or skateboard or wheelchair please be wary and be aware. Car drivers please watch out for pedestrians and cyclists, etc.

12th Street and Florida Avenue, Northeast, Easter 2019
A regular reader of this blog commented on the consistency of my practice of taking photographs. Thinking about this practice, reminded of something I recall John Friend having said. We have a steady hatha yoga practice (asana, pranayama, meditation), for two reasons. When we’re feeling full of joy and gratitude, we practice to make offering in thanks. When we are feeling disconnected or off-balance or sad, we practice to remind ourselves of our connection in spirit. This pretty much means there is always a reason to practice.
With the photographs, sometimes the sweetest moment of my day was noticing a flower or a cloud. I practice doing so, especially when I’m feeling too caught up in the tumult. In the moment (and on reflection later when I review, select, and edit an image to share, I remember, as I do when I do my hatha yoga practice, my current well-being. Sometimes there is more about yoga practice I can say with a photograph than I could with a paragraph.

maybe it was the roses.” Thank you to all my neighbors who make their front gardens an offering of beauty.