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An Opportunity to Feel Safe
It is a big year for wild sweet peas in the disturbed areas here. Usually, we see more Queen Anne’s Lace and chicory. I love the light blue of the chicory against the brightness of the sweet p...
Done With Rolling With It
I was looking yesterday for the exact date they took the outside wall out (January 31st) to help with a timeline I was preparing yesterday and so started reading my Prosebox posts starting a y...
Be Careful What You Ask For
Fading Dogwood blossoms. Be careful what you ask for. My birthday is coming up the Monday after next. I will have another year left in my 60’s and I plan to make the most of it. Anyway, peopl...
But Still...
The dianthus in my garden plot. It is about three times bigger now that it wintered over. I understand (from the Chelsea Flower Show coverage on Brit Box) that it is super easy to take cutting...
What is Perfection, Anyway?
Walking last weekend Mrs. Sherlock blurted out as we went by a rosebush in someone’s front garden that she loved white roses and gathered the blooms to her for a smell. The next day I walked b...
Perspective
From yesterday. There is a neighborhood here across the river we walk in sometimes. Flat and residential with the most beautiful old trees and four rose gardens at the four corners of the comp...
Holding True
There is progress happening with my apartment that I affectionately call Fred. Yesterday afternoon they put new outside siding up. There is a wall, albeit an outside wall, but an actual wall b...
Easy Does It
Clearly, it is, suddenly, roses on the flower clock. I had the heart procedure yesterday and am here to tell the tale. The news is good, and my brother-in-law, Most Honorable was a most excel...
An Abundance Of
The columbines in the garden plot in beautiful morning light. The heat has finally broken. It will get warm this afternoon but nothing like what we have been experiencing. It has been odd to ...
Regularly Scheduled Programming
Talking about the light. We were talking about the light, right? Two of the guys I have been hanging out with lately are serious photographers, fancy cameras, the whole nine yards. One has a b...
Don't Look Back
I know it is only May, but this shot is saying oh yeah, summer. Bumblebees and croquet. Playing cards clothes-pinned to the wheels of our bikes. Warmth. Long days where one can go out and play...
“Made Entirely of Hovering”
The title is a line from a poem I read to class today. In the poem it was about a tree, but I feel like it describes me right now. After an usual and intense thunderstorm and heavy downpour y...
#NoDietDay
The front page of 750 Words this morning said that today is #NoDietDay. “May 6th is #NoDietDay, an annual social media campaign to encourage the rejection of diet culture. This movement, start...
Watching Spring Zip By
We had a break in the rain, and I was able to get out and about for a few days here and capture some of spring that is racing through here. The rain is back today. Can I just say, this displa...
Independence
Carlo and I are back in Portland in the loaner apartment we are calling Alice. Carlo is pretty traumatized by all this. He went missing for about three hours after coming out briefly to inves...
Van Life, Without the Van
The tulip here has special meaning. My oldest sister, who is no longer with us, sent the bulbs to my middle sister, Kes, a number of years ago and it is still blooming. Today we have sun and i...
Askance
Here we are, hanging out in the basement room at my sister’s house about an hour south of Portland. The transition was hard on Carlo but today, four days in, he is starting to be less crazy vi...
Skeptical
For most of the last 13 years or so we have been at the beach on the 15th. Not this year. Kes and Most Honorable are going down on Wednesday and a friend of theirs is coming to visit while the...
Movie Reviews and Palm Raises
I used this as a front photo for the recorded mat practice this week. It is from a few years back. Our tulips aren’t open yet but getting there. I think it expresses well that getting out ther...
Flourishing Undramatically
I love the shape of this tree. We are having a lot of rain but there are breaks where one can get out and see blooming and blossoming and budding. Last Monday I read a poem in class to my stu...
Even a Little Blue Sky Helps
We finally have blue sky again this afternoon, at least for a couple of days, and can see our late spring beginning to unfold. I have the departure dates cleared for the displacement from my ...
Ebb and Flow
From across the street two days ago. This morning it snowed. I am sorry but that is against the rules. Has the weather gone rogue? We all know the answer to that question. It was pretty snow,...
Happens to the Best of Us
A fading but lovely hellebore in the morning light with a bunch of sturdy daffodils. Finally, we are seeing spring, just past the equinox. The trees have started budding, the crocuses opening...
Things Gotten Up Too
We finally had some beautiful, even kind of warmish, sun and the local crocuses opened up yesterday. Makes a winter weary heart sing. Besides teaching my classes I got a few things done this ...
One Can But Dream
We have sunshine. It is only partial, and it will only last a few hours but what a welcome visitation. We had snow and sleet yesterday at the higher elevations here in the city. I am being lazy...
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What flits through at a particular time.
