Politics. That’s a screamer for me. I’m happy you have an opinion – please, keep it to yourself. Just for the record I support neither party, registered Independent, and try to vote on issues when I vote. What’s in the political news lately? The damned Fast Track Trade agreement. I’m currently neither for nor against,…
Tag: dreaming
Memorabilicus – or The Umbilicus of Memory Found in Objects
Catchy and academic-sounding title eh? My brain works weirdly in sleep deprivation mode. I also love to make up words that have meaning probably only to me. Last night was a late night (morning) working as the next in line is out for medical assistance for his partner. That left me in charge of herding…
The gory…err glory road to downsizing ‘stuff’.
Yes, it is gory. Gut-wrenching. Painful. Overwhelming. That’s why I am taking a break to write about it instead of doing it. Heh. We squirrel away for all kinds of maybes. Maybe they won’t make (insert item of choice) any more. We stock and store because we’ve a prepper mentality so maybe there will…
Monday musings of a mentalist (the British sort, not the magical sort)
I’ve been on sensory overload lately – not sure why. In this post are tidbits of thought, internal and external conversations, sights and smells, a photo or two and the requisite songs that have been running through my mind lately. Best read while drinking hot tea and listening to Jackie Greene’s “Travelin’ Song” Don’t have…
Vulnerability has a scent, and I wasn’t wearing it
…and other unusual things said to me lately. Scent has always played a huge role in my life. As such, I own probably an inordinate amount of scented things, personal and home. I picked up a new perfume on a trip. It is very green, woodsy with a mossy undertone at dry down. It reminds…
At 13 degrees, don’t touch the iced tent sides!
This experience, while considered by many to be slightly insane, is very educational for me. It is an opportunity to learn while learning is optional and not mandatory, or driven by necessity. I’ve known too many people relegated to a lifestyle they didn’t anticipate with no foreknowledge, myself included. The saving grace in my sleeping…
9.24.14 Wordless Wednesday “A Moment in the Garden”

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Dream a Little Dream With Me
Yes, it is a little play on words from the duet by Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong because today I am writing about my homesteading dreams. Maybe re-re-dreams is more accurate, since I’ve already started twice and had to stop due to the death of my spouse and another time due to the pesky necessity…
The Map Makers
Prose, poem or parable – your choice; but for your reading and thinking pleasure 🙂 The Map Makers (For K) She once met a mapmaker Ordered from the back of a matchbook She checked the mail impatiently for her buck-fifty worth When he arrived she was astonished As he told her it was all lies…
Today (a vignette)
Today Today I visited Shanghai in the rain, circumnavigated the mass of people and the vibrant colors of parasols sheltering the dreams dreamt only perhaps in Mandarin, beyond my comprehension, but their beauty I can interpret without a translator. I then traipsed from there to Lebanon, where wearied field workers rested against stacks of wheat…
Beauty and the beast
This has been a tough week for me. Thankfully, although I live in the city for now, I still have places that I can feast my eyes on woods, water, wildlife and other things that bring me peace. I miss the quiet of the woodlands, the really dark nights, the opportunity to have a…
Storage, space and other mish mash
While I continue to build my homestead in my mind, there is just such a drag of time. Time usually seems to fly by these days, with 2013 passing so quickly it feels like I hardly blinked, yet, when an idea lies far out near the horizon, time seems to just sloooooooow down. It is…
Flotsam and Jetsam (should be a cartoon name, yes?)
I’m supposed to be prepping for a party, but eh, other than some small food contributions which are already cooking, not much to do. Also supposed to utilize this time to continue to toss/eliminate/re-store things, but my other deck storage box is still in Brown delivery limbo. As such, I am fiddle-farting around on the…
Planning, aka ways to pass time on a rainy, gloomy day
I have forgotten how much fun planning is. Several people offered suggestions for pushing past this painful time. The most humorous suggestion was “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else!” Errrr, funny, but definitely not my style. But now planning? Re-engaging with my dreams? That IS a…