April Work Observations

Oh, the poetic things and creative epic events one can observe while working 12 hours or more during a busy weekend shift. As a reflection of my weekly work schedule, lets say that time truly is but a blur when the world about you is rushing by in serving foods, packaging foods and finally, consuming foods to oneself and to others, obviously. 😉


gazing at
a lump of cooked rice
full moon

snowball
a lump of cooked rice
in a baby’s hands

snowflakes
a split bag of rice
spills over

full moon—
white dinner plates
being piled up

moon viewing—   
boiled rice rises
then slips down

dinner plates
being piled up…
moonrise

full moon I pour a cup of milk

full moon to eat a boiled egg