Oof. Working. Driving. Doing. These things leave little time for reading or updating as I’d like. But the trip is going well, if a bit slower than anticipated initially. When you stop to see and try to do as well, or the weather decides to become an obstacle, things change. Thankfully, there is not a…
This is my first post via cell phone because my laptop simply will not cooperate! I have no idea how this will turn out, lol. I made it 2,200 and change across our beautiful country in Ruby, and it has been delightful, despite yet another breakdown en route. I wish everyone could see the America…
My goal is to make a post a day to wrap up 2016 and teeter into the unformed abyss of 2017 🙂 Carapasces of Dreams The dry wind chattered Winding through the carapaces of dreams Discarded in corners Shrugged off during a mental molt Raw skin couldn’t decide Whether to embrace the nakedness For…
Going to a salon is not really about vanity so much. It is about going some place where someone takes care of you. I was reminded of this yesterday, as someone brought me coffee, I read magazines I normally do not see and enjoy human touch while having my hair washed. I don’t go any…
Delicious Fall has fallen upon us for a brief spell and I am relishing it! Doors and sliders thrown open, fans positioned to bring all of that fresh, low humidity air in has really boosted my spirits. It makes working out an invigorating thing rather than a flirtation with heat stroke and misery. I wrote…
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I know, I missed last week. Last Monday was a no-work day and almost a no-computer day too. Hopefully y’all were off doing fun things like dancing, grilling, grabbing some end-of-summer fun. I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus due to stress, and hope to be back writing again soon. In the meantime,…
Ivory towers are difficult to maintain Too much melancholy seeps into the cracks Jostling the dust for position of primacy Longing for an out; escape is a feather duster ride She hovers among the secreted garden of words Slender stalks of them over here, ground-hugging clumps over there Flinging some violently against the canvas of…
So much emotion roiling in me this week made it a challenge to choose a musical talent to highlight. Jack won out because of the rawness of his emotion in the music coupled with a connection that I feel internally. My connections are always mental. I love a good and active mind 🙂 This song…
The Idan Raichel Project will probably be someone most of you’ve not heard of unless you’ve a penchant for Israeli music. The project attempted to gather the voices in Israel together in music – cross cultural and cross linguistic, it focuses on working together in a place where such an idea is often only a…
Photo Credit: BoredPanda.org “The Book of Life” – Artist David Kracov If I had a lot of money, I would so purchase this piece of sculpture. It is metal, and each butterfly is hand-painted. The book contains diary pages, poetry and notes written by the children of Auschwitz. I find it haunting and incredibly…
Happy Monday all! I know everyone is rip roarin’ ready to return to well, whatever it is that you do on Mondays 🙂 This week’s mention is another accomplished pianist, baseball player turned artist, Brian Crain. He is a majestic composer, and has produced several solo piano offerings and others including strings and piano duets…
A bit of beauty from my garden for my readers ******************************** I sometimes write about topics that are difficult to face, things one wishes to turn away from, bury, ignore. Some read, some don’t. Either is okay with me. What does matter is if something I have written helps another person. In truth, reality is…
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I’ve spent the last two days thinking over this experiment that I practiced in July, of posting almost every day. I wanted to see if I could keep that pace, while working and trying to have a semblance of life with my family and friends as well. I enjoyed it immensely, but I have found…
I had not purchased a book of poetry in decades, until I stumbled across this writer here on WordPress. Poetry is a fickle companion, requiring time to pause, to let the words marinate, to speak the words out loud. It cannot be rushed. Sometimes life is just too busy for that. KB’s book “To Travel…
I normally don’t post on Wednesdays, because it’s the most hectic work day of my week. But in a conversation with another blogger, a thought hit me today about all of you, my readers. Many of you are new; in fact, more than half of you, within the last six weeks. You don’t really know…
I’m here cooling off after running around snapping shots in the humid heat for this week’s photo challenge over at my most recent newborn activity, my photo-focus blog: My Digital Eye Queue I’ll still include shots that add value here in my writing, but some folks don’t want to slog through my verbosity, they just want…
Poetry for me is not something that I can force. It rushes out, tethered by a phrase or imagery in the moment and must be grasped and quickly captured before its elusiveness causes a slip through the fingers. Deux Estrangers Familiers I want to redolently float through your inner landscape, Collecting an…
The pace and intensity of work lately has left me primed more than usual for pulling out the memories of this year’s earlier camping trip. It isn’t that I mind working (although independent wealth would be cool too, lol!). It is just that often it seems that there is nothing really productive about my days…
While I have always enjoyed photography, what I am liking about macro work is what it reveals to me that I normally overlook, or am too far away to notice (or…rushing past!) Lately, I am struck by the flowers within flowers 🙂 A few jewel tones for today. Two different colors of bougainvillea, white bracts…
One of my hobbies is photography, a bug that bit me back in High School when I worked for the Yearbook staff. Over the years I’ve played with the camera on and off, but did not know that in my late husband’s things there was a macro lens for the old Nikon. Here are…
Sometimes, I just sit down and write what pops into my head. This is what flowed out today. Skin Tight There come seasons in your life that are so powerfully emotional that they overwrite every bad dream, every negative thought and your eyes water with tears over the smallest things, because you feel so…
While I had planned to stay until the last minute possible on the property, I realized that a more pragmatic approach would be to return home a day before my return to work and have some quiet time for shifting gears back into my temporarily ‘normal’ world. The wild me tried to take over and calculate how…
Just a mini-break postlet of sorts. I just returned from a long walk with the dog. I love nights like this, where the sea winds are rather blustery due to the cold front, it is in the 60’s and heading downward, the skies are perfectly clear and out of the lights you can see the…
Sunflower Solace Farm 