Through Roosevelt Park

   

Hockey Rink

Here are Thanksgiving, Christmas and chili peppers in a haphazard boquet below for curbside pick-up. I saw various orphaned Christmas trees at the curb. I walked in the vicinity of Roosevelt Park and Community Center.

Chilis, Pumpkin and Christmas Tree

 

It's All Over Now

It is the start of January's second week, chuck-your-tree-week. Seems like a perfect waste to me, but maybe they all get turned into mulch at the landfill. Maybe they come up once more as tomatoes in spring or carrots. Or maybe they just lie down in the street like a once sparkling and garlanded thing recently crowned with a star but now stripped of everything.
    I also see visual koans like this on my walks--

Have You Seen Me?

It was gray out before a soft rain and oddities like this red bell really caught my eye. Is someone watching from the window to see whether I pick it up?
   A child's toy vanity has been rather obscenely trapped in this tree for months now. I suppose it could be lassoed and hauled to the bridge. We have a serious trash and dumping problem in Coyote Creek and in other urban waterways like the Guadalupe River.

Dumped

 I stopped to visit some cats no one wants. There's nothing wrong with them. They are discards. They have names like "Cowboy," "Grampa," "Princess," "Mama" and other names which I have never heard called. . . Some conscientious people in the neighborhood help with food and some basic medical care but for warmth and family they rely on each other. They are amazingly resilient but still deserve better. A lot of people do.

Lion, Grampa, and Mama at Feeding Station

Lion

Mama