Wild Cayuse Creek

Merry Christmas

2011-12-25T02:00:00.000-08:00

Alas! How dreary would be the world if there was no Santa Claus!... There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. ~Francis P. Church, 1897

Christmas Eve

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"Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart…filled it, too, with melody that would last forever." ~by Bess Streeter Aldrich

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays

2011-12-23T09:19:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving 2011

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(Wild turkeys, June 2007)

Thankful for a peaceful home, a beautiful view, a new job.

Most of all, thankful for unending, growing love.

When one door closes

2011-11-12T16:45:00.000-08:00

Random Thoughts for Halloween, October 2011

2011-10-31T08:05:00.000-07:00

For the first time ever, I am working Halloween night. I doubt we'll have many little ghosts and goblins at work.

I am also not dressing up this year, not even a little bit. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Is it weird that I've watched very little ghost/scary/creepy things this Halloween season?

As much as I love the three witch sisters in the living room, I'm looking forward to putting them away in favor of the laughing turkey.

October ode

2011-10-01T10:49:00.000-07:00

(head of the Williamson River, Klamath County, Oregon)

As if we were biting into a honeycrisp,

the air was a tart surprise with a kiss of sun.

For Pitchertaker, on the occasion of his daughter's wedding

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Here's to a day filled with love unbound,
spirits co-mingling.
May you feel blessed and rejuvenated,
graced by Life and the muses.

Cheers to the Father of the Bride.

Reblogged from ThatGirl

2011-09-19T19:29:00.000-07:00

Quote of the Day

"This is not class warfare. It's math." President Obama

Anniversary

2011-09-11T05:46:00.000-07:00

In many ways, today will be the same.
Blue sky. Warm September.
S at work while I'm at home.
NPR on the radio.
I haven't spoken with you in some time,
but I know you're still rescuing those in need.

You are always on my mind.

As the day goes

2011-09-10T11:00:00.000-07:00

In the quiet of the mountains, the grass ripples.

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(abandoned motor lodge, Hwy. 36, near Mill Creek, CA)

No one came to collect his belongings after he died.

Time stood still and silent,

cobwebs gathering in the corners of the windows.

Prickly beauty

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(off Hwy. 395, north of Susanville, CA)

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Tobias' first horseback ride.

Mariposa lilies

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In the dry grass, something both a little hardy and a little delicate.

The Visitor

2011-06-26T17:14:00.000-07:00

The local hotspot

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Usually standing room only, reservations required.

Songs my father loved

2011-06-19T05:00:00.000-07:00

These are the songs that my dad loved when I was growing up - the soundtrack to my life. Happy Father's Day.

He introduced me to surf music, even though we live in the high desert. This is one of his all-time favorites.

The images in this song are what he wants out of life.

He's not much of a dancer, he's too shy. But every now and then, in the right mood, he'd spending the evening strolling to this song.

He always said his dad wouldn't let him listen to this song. I think that's why he likes it.

Scenes from a garden

2011-06-13T18:38:00.000-07:00

Reclaiming the space that was altered and invaded

After the Burglary

2011-06-08T19:54:00.000-07:00

The silence of the things taken, the bruises on the items that were touched but left behind,
the skittishness of the cats.

This is a hell of a way to meet the neighbors.

Scenes from the Applegate Wine Country

2011-06-06T10:51:00.000-07:00

On turning 40

2011-06-05T04:45:00.000-07:00

This woman loves brownies and cupcakes,
dirty martinis, gin and tonics,
guitars, eagles, badgers,
and the perfect dress.

Happy First Birthday to the second half of a life well lived.

Random Thoughts for the End of April 2011

2011-04-29T16:49:00.000-07:00

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. As much as I thoroughly enjoyed the challenge of being acting supervisor, I am glad my stint is over.

There has also been a calming change in my life, and I am glad for it. I never thought I would feel this free and this relieved.

Happiness is a happy dog.

Today has been a juxtaposition of emotion... the gorgeousness of a royal wedding, the utter devastation of the tornadoes in the South.

I am so tired of snow and cold. Bring on the warm weather and sunny skies!

Not the Easter Bunny

2011-04-24T08:33:00.000-07:00

but will I do? I have a fluffy tail.

(Cayuse Hollow was visited yesterday by a big, fat ground hog, also known as a marmot or a land beaver. It's back this morning, but without a basket of chocolate eggs or marshmallow peeps.)

Pelican, Klamath Wildlife Refuge, Tulelake

2011-04-18T18:03:00.000-07:00

The hard rain would come later.
The southern skies warned of it,
cloud laden and steel grey.
Here, a moment of solitude.

Caught by surprise

2011-04-17T17:40:00.000-07:00

Deep breathing

2011-04-04T17:39:00.000-07:00

I want to make a peace offering to the sun, to spring.
My head is bowed in prayer,
fingers trailing through the cold dirt.
All around me, meditation.

Sad rock is ironic

2011-04-04T04:50:00.000-07:00

at sunset

2011-04-01T17:31:00.000-07:00

You are a wildfire, burning through me, leaving me in ashes.

2011-03-01T19:25:00.000-08:00

"Layla's gone," she said, then said no more.
I was left to lock myself in the bathroom stall at work
and have an abbreviated cry, wishing I had never given that tiny kitten up,
not after working so hard to save her life.

The helpless feeling stayed with me
as I snuck over for a quick visitation with the dog I left behind,
promising her that soon I would have full custody
and she'd never feel lonely again.

Tonight, Rizzo cuddles and drools and chases her tail for entertainment.
She knows, and I love her for it.

Random Thoughts for the end of February 2011

2011-02-28T08:00:00.000-08:00

I would have never imagined I'd be living in a house in which I can see my beloved mountain, can see both lakes, and be surrounded by bald eagles and hawks.

The stars are overwhelming.

I am so thankful everything is alright with my dad. Maybe it was silly, but I was very worried.

It is ultimately cool to be able to dance in my own house without judgment.

So much has changed, and while there are some who couldn't keep up with that change (or maybe didn't want to), I am content.

I AM the star pupil.

Do you have feel as if your life is a fortune cookie?

Speaking of cookies, whooooo hoooooooo little j (and ThatGirl). You are a life saver for my GS cookie craving.

97 days!

Mixed metaphors

2011-02-27T15:35:00.000-08:00

At what point do we finally talk about the elephant in the room?
Because your silence roars like a lion through the mountains.

In the bitter cold of winter

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2011-02-19T19:12:00.000-08:00

The snow has been falling since Tuesday,
white and expansive,
as silent as an abandoned church.
In that silence, I find peace,
a place to sleep, to heal,
to hibernate, curled up protecting my middle.

Spring is coming.
I look forward to tendrils unfurling in the warm soil.

Detachment

2011-02-18T09:56:00.000-08:00

All that was left was to clean the house we used to share,
so one last time I played Cinderella
on my knees bleaching away footprints
and the remnants of the moments we spent here.

So much torn asunder, and we can never go back.
You are just another ghost in this house
as I jingle the keys
and leave.

Snow Queen

2011-02-16T19:10:00.000-08:00

A little late, I send this Valentine,
as my heart, once a little frozen,
begins to thaw.

Random Thoughts for the end of January 2011

2011-01-29T19:25:00.000-08:00

I accidentally deleted my random thoughts picture. So I had to redo it. I like this one better.

I dislike packing.

I think it is time for one of my animals to transition onward. No matter how much I say I'm ready, I won't be when the time comes.

I love my heated mattress pad. It is honestly the best part of the day. Especially when Rizzo joins me.

Purging stuff is a good thing. I hope that as we purge, we remember to not collect so much in the future.

I am looking forward to moving forward.

Newspaper and packing tape

2011-01-18T16:09:00.000-08:00

I found your photo while I was packing boxes,
preparing for the storm of movers.
It reminded me of when your voice
was the first I wanted
filling up my ear
and my heart
in this new space.

You couldn’t have known
that the sound of you
and your warmth
brought me to tears
because you were becoming
home
to a homeless girl.

It is the one treasure I will take with me,
a reminder of all of the good.

Resolutions for this new year

2011-01-01T10:18:00.000-08:00

Use my camera more and my insecurity less.
Write more, read more, think more, create more.
Live simply and with passion.
Laugh out loud.
Make my mark.
Have health and happiness.
Get it right.

Random Thoughts for the end of December 2010, and the end of a decade

2010-12-31T11:04:00.000-08:00

I am very ready for the changes ahead. The foundation is solid, and my wings are strong.

Forget all the tumult and chaos. Here's to a decade of love, full and profound. A love that will last forever. Time and again.

May the midnight kiss change your life, like a pebble dropped into a still pond.

To borrow from John Ridley, may 2011 be filled with nothing but significance.

"We drank a toast to innocence, We drank a toast to time..." ~DF

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

2010-12-24T20:25:00.000-08:00

May this magical night find you with loved ones, or at least with love in your heart.

Eclipse

2010-12-20T18:14:00.000-08:00

The moon is as large as a spotlight, turning winter clouds to summer sky. The tree in the corner of the yard twinkles in anticipation of snowfall, of reindeer, of promises fulfilled.

something new

2010-12-09T18:44:00.000-08:00

I've fallen in love with making jewelry. At first it was just for myself, and for a few close friends. Recently I've begun selling some at the local art gallery, which was a surprise and a thrill the first time someone chose to purchase something I designed.

I feel I owe my sense of style to my great grandmother. She's my inspiration. I'd like to think that she'd wear the jewelry I make. I like knowing that there are women out there wearing something a little bit new vintage, a little bit old fashioned classy.

Random Thoughts for the end of November 2010

2010-11-26T02:15:00.000-08:00

The day after Thanksgiving. A year in which there was a lot to be thankful for. The point of being thankful is to hold on to those things and let the rest go.

Do not go out shopping in the maddening crowds. That's just craziness. Spend some extra time with your loved ones instead.

Look forward, not back.

I love tree stars made of paint sticks and confetti snowflakes.

And Santa dressed up as a surfer.

2 degrees is damn cold. I wonder when it's going to warm up.

I really love the holidays. In spite of all the changes lately, and of all the stress that Sue and I are under, I'm looking forward to making this holiday season magical.

Beautiful Roses

2010-11-14T09:34:00.000-08:00

Vincent could have painted her from memory alone,
so lifelike it would have been a photograph or a ghost,
had he not been lost in the haze of lights and drink.

Silent movie

2010-11-13T11:18:00.000-08:00

I curse the color of my eyes.

Finding spiders in the rain

2010-11-10T16:21:00.000-08:00

The moon is lost,
cloud covered and clan-less,
and the wind howls
like the dogs of late September.

Then follows the snow
and the dark heart of night.

October 31 - Falling

2010-10-31T09:46:00.000-07:00

No photo yesterday but two today, and the October Project comes to an end. It's been a roller coaster month.

October 29 - Deconstruction

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Taking down patio tschotske. Not my patio.

October 27 & 28 - Lost Weekend in the middle of the week

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Random Thoughts for the end of October 2010

2010-10-29T05:00:00.000-07:00

Snow. There was snow sticking to the ground this week. Ugh.

It IS wrong that holiday decor is set before Halloween. Complaining about it doesn't change it, though.

I feel the hibernation bug coming on early this year. Makes it's because I got my first cold of the season on the 9th of the month and it lasted for three weeks plus.

New kitchenware is awesome.

I hoard craft stuff, and then I feel guilty when I try to purge it.

October 26 - Pause

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There are days when the only thing you can count on are cat toes.

October 25 - Sketching

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The dogs will need a dog house. All good architecture comes from pencil sketches

October 24 - Dancing in the deepest ocean

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Just like a dream

October 23 - Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater

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had a wife and couldn't keep her.

October 22 - Winner Winner

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Chicken Dinner.

October 21 - Make Believe

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Let's pretend this is a photograph of the moon this morning, harvest gold in the black morning sky, lit like a movie prop from underneath, hanging low, waiting for the wind and rain.

October 20 - Wondering

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I don't even know if my new house has a cutting board. And why does the inside of my red pepper look like Carmen Miranda?

October 19 - Sunset

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All good sunny days must come to an end.

October 18 - little j

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This photo has sat on or near my desk since it was taken. I love it. It never fails to make me smile.

October 17 - Leather journals

2010-10-17T13:47:00.000-07:00

The blank leather bound journals are always the first things I look at in this bookstore. So much promise and possibility.

October 16 - Vines

2010-10-17T13:45:00.000-07:00

Saturday afternoon, outside patio lunch, planning.

October 15 - Never Show Your Money to Strangers on a Train

2010-10-15T18:19:00.000-07:00

Gma H was right.

October 14 - Even her hairdresser...

2010-10-14T17:49:00.000-07:00

Some secrets are better kept. Not that I have any.

October 13 - Cleanliness is Next to the Dryer

2010-10-13T18:08:00.000-07:00

There is nothing like doing laundry after a trip, washing away the dirt and glitter.

October 12 - Remedy

2010-10-12T04:13:00.000-07:00

182 miles from home and I have a cold. What I wouldn't give for my own bed, my favorite blankie, and something warm to drink.

October 11 - Hard Day's Night

2010-10-11T18:40:00.000-07:00

10 hour day, so a dirty martini was in order, followed by a hot shower, tv, and hotel internet.

October 10 - Solitude

2010-10-10T09:36:00.000-07:00

I am heading north for three days. Work related. I don't like staying in hotels alone. I don't like being away from my home, from my love. I can't wait to come home.

I may not post again until I come back. It all depends on the laptop.

October 9 - Lost and Found

2010-10-09T18:05:00.000-07:00

I didn't expect to be roaming around the grounds of a nursery this afternoon. I didn't expect the weather to be balmy or to be feeling as if I were coming down with the flu. I didn't expect a change of fortune just east of green Tara.

October 8 - Bound

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A sage bundle to keep the bad spirits away. I will miss the ghosts in this house.

October 7 - Ripening

2010-10-07T16:32:00.000-07:00

The tomatoes have been slow to ripen this year, after being slow to bloom and grow. It is as if they are waiting for something, but instead find themselves with a whole lot of regret.

October 6 - Feet

2010-10-06T17:03:00.000-07:00

It's been a lot of running around lately. Don't fail me now.

October 5 - Insulators

2010-10-05T17:18:00.000-07:00

My neighbor is a collector. I am enamored of his collections.

October 4 - Lists

2010-10-04T18:40:00.000-07:00

I had to take care of some business today at lunch. I actually only got one thing done, and it's not done satisfactorily. But hopefully it is on it's way to resolution.

October 3 - Iris

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Sid's purple iris, Dodd's Hollow

My grandfather had beautiful purple iris. Today, I planted them in my new space.

October 2 - Nostalgia

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Hollyhock, Pine Grove, October 2010

I am feeling nostalgic today, wandering around looking at things that will be left behind.

October 1 - Phones

2010-10-01T18:04:00.000-07:00

I have a fabulous friend who does The October Project, where she takes a photo a month during her favorite month. I did it last year with her, as a way to try something different. I'm going to do it again, just for the challenge and the curiosity.

An ode to moving

2010-09-28T20:30:00.000-07:00

Dodd's Hollow, Pope Road, Klamath County, OR September 2010

Lay here with me,
checked blanket,
red wine,
as we watch the sky fade blue
to red to black.

I cannot get
enough
of you.

The grass on the other side
is not green.
All I need is contained in these walls,
in these fences,
in this space
and expanse of open sky.

I love you.

Random Thoughts for the end of September 2010

2010-09-24T16:35:00.000-07:00

Sometimes the very best part of my day is coming home and washing my face. Plus I love the smell of the garden tomato soap and toner.

I love being able to wear perfume to work, even though I have to wear a "uniform".

I can't find my list with the cocktails for next month. I hope it's in the pile here on the desk.

I have to travel for work soon. That's going to be interesting/weird.

I get to meet my new nephew for the first time this weekend. I'm really looking forward to it. The first boy in the family.

I need to get some jewelry making time in. And some camera time.

If you judge fall by the leaves, it's still not fall.

Same time last year

2010-09-18T08:00:00.000-07:00

overlooking Mono Lake, September 2009

I am remembering the silence of standing in that spot on that hill,
like magic sweeping through me,
and wondering what if it was all an illusion.

all that was lost (for SC, as always)

2010-09-11T12:09:00.000-07:00

Bumpass Hell, Lassen Volcanic National Park, August 2010

The sky is the same blue today.

I shopped in the same store,
trying not to listen
to the news or other conversations.

I wonder where you are,
how you are.
I know that everything is different.

I will always miss you.

Before light, under cold stars

2010-09-08T04:31:00.000-07:00

Lassen Volanic National Park, CA, August 2010

The dream from before I woke up clings like a spiderweb,
lingering like the smell of pipe tobacco on a day when no one else is around,
at least no one who is smoking a pipe.
Underneath, a little darkness.

Totems

2010-08-31T19:00:00.000-07:00

blue heron, Burney Falls, CA, August 2010

Soft winged surprise reminding me to be patient, still. Just listen, follow your heart. Do not pay attention to the noise of the sightless, thoughtless hordes. Find your footing. Be gentle, be ginger. Know your own space.

wide open

2010-08-24T15:31:00.000-07:00

There is a porch somewhere
at the end of a dusty road,
and maybe a rocking chair waits
with the promises and expectations yet to be,
or they’re just slipping down
the weathered steps
out into the sweet grass,
the sage and juniper.

The stars are enough to see by,
and the lightning bugs,
and the drone of mosquitos.

It is too warm to sleep
and too quiet to do anything but wait.
When the waiting is done,
the headlights will break the empty shell,
and my arms will be full.

Random Thoughts for the end of August 2010

2010-08-20T09:35:00.000-07:00

The wait is finally done. I'm looking forward to a new job and new challenges. And to just being myself.

House-sitting and pet-sitting are fun and lucrative, but time consuming. The trick is finding the balance.

The earrings I got for my birthday from little j are so awesome and I wear them all the time.

I'm hoping to get some hammock time in before the weather starts to change.

There used to be a bakery downtown that made the best sticky knots. I could go for one of those right now.

what the future holds

2010-08-18T12:35:00.000-07:00

bee on herb, Klamath Co. OR, August 2010

It is time to be as busy as a bee, a woman with purpose.
No more cubicles without walls,
no more dragons,
no more begging, borrowing,
stealing time off.

Industrious, striding forward.

And off the dole.

2010-08-16T10:15:00.000-07:00

Klamath Co. OR, August 2010

At the house on Nuss Lake

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looking east, Klamath Co., OR August 2010

The morning air is crisp, alfalfa and leather scented.
Coyotes arrive in the predawn, yipping the message of an early fall.
The Canadian geese resting in the fields seem to agree.
It's coming.
We shiver, pull the covers tighter,
prepare for the change.

"I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me" - Robert Louis Stevenson

2010-08-06T13:46:00.000-07:00

When Grover was alive, he was my outside companion. He was everyone's outside companion. He loved being right there getting attention from whomever happened to be outside. If I had my camera with me, he'd follow me around, posing. He just loved being with his people.

It was Grover who brought Rizzo to us. After initially trying to run her off, he must have realized she needed a home, that like him, she was a hobo in search of a meal and a safe place. Maybe he knew he wouldn't be with us very much longer and thought we would need someone to ease the loss we'd feel.

When I was trimming up the iris in anticipation of transplanting some and freecycling the rest, I realized what a good job Grover did. Rizzo has become the outside shadow, helping out where she can, getting love and attention, and just generally being close by, smiling her crinkled eye smile.

How did we get so lucky?

Breathing

2010-08-05T18:13:00.000-07:00

Dear Potential Employer,

I am one of the overwhelming number of resumes and/or applications you received for the job you recently posted. I am one of the handful of people who were lucky enough to make it through the review process to receive an interview. I am one of the lucky few who made it through the first round to receive a second interview. I am one of the people still waiting on pins and needles for the call saying "thank you, but the position has been filled" or hopefully the call saying "when can you start?"

I realize it is an employer's market right now; 5 unemployed people for every available job. I am also painfully aware that the longer I am not working, the harder it will be to find a job. Perhaps you will forgive me for feeling desperate.

However, I have to make a request. The ball is in your court, but do a favor for those of us who have taken the time to apply for your job, who have dressed appropriately and shown up for one or two interviews, who have gotten excited about the possibility that we might be the right person for your job.... if we're not, let us know. It's the right thing to do.

I am still breathing, waiting for my chance to prove myself, and to move forward.

Random Thoughts for the end of July 2010

2010-07-30T06:09:00.000-07:00

I love fresh ground coffee and the sound of Robert Duvall's voice.

Rizzo has some funny curly little white hairs around the edges of her grey spots.

I think something good is headed this way.

I made blueberry mojitos the other night (I know, I know.... it was Margarita July. It happened to be what I had on hand.) and one of the neighbors said it was the best drink she'd ever had.

We've had some wild rain/thunder/lightening storms lately. It's too dry for lightening.

I wish my dad could just retire.

Looking forward to a busy, but interesting August.

Surprise visitor

2010-07-22T16:03:00.000-07:00

Pine Grove, July 2010

Unexpected, but welcome. I guess it's time to build a bat house.

Serenity in blue

2010-07-13T17:34:00.000-07:00

Crater Lake, OR, July 2010

heat and thunder

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Like an electrical storm sweeping through,
everything feels alive.

On pets and love...

2010-07-01T13:58:00.000-07:00

feather, Lithia Park, Ashland OR, Nov. 2008

Jazmyn, in a moment of boredom, demolished the down comforter on her bed last night. The garage was full of downy white snow. She knew she'd done something wrong, so she showed me her teeth and ran around the front yard, wagging her tail.

Rizzo has been sleeping off the scuffle she got into night before last. She seems to be sore and a little out of sorts. I hope both of those pass soon, as I hate keeping her cooped up in the house, but I don't want to risk something happening to her if she goes outside before she's 100%. I just wish she'd use the box.

Sometimes this life seems too full of animals, too weighted down and full of responsibility for loving souls who can't talk. But how could I have any other kind of life? The sweet purr of the cats, the nuzzle of the dogs, the nicker of the horses. Somehow that makes it all worth it, all the mischief and mayhem, the sleepless nights, the tears, and frustration.

Small blessings

2010-06-29T07:07:00.000-07:00

@ Mary's, Klamath Co. OR, June 2010

She's 94 now. Fiery, complex, full of spirit. She spent the day calling me "girl", telling me she liked me because I'm sensible, and that I don't complain. She made me laugh with her stories, and the stories she'd start to tell but stopped herself. She reminds me of a one handful of woman I love, a small number of strong, proud ladies who have shaped me and continue to shape me.

Mary is now one of those women, whether she realizes it or not.

Random Thoughts for the end of June 2010

2010-06-25T07:16:00.000-07:00

Birthday month is coming to an end. It has been a great month.

The golden chain is blooming, as is the honeysuckle. That means hummingbirds!

If your shorts are long and you're wearing tall socks, why don't you just wear pants for crying out loud!

I think it's ironic that I'm reading a book about the largest forest fire in America, considering I'm terrified (almost pathologically) of forest fires and it's the start of fire season.

It's nearly Margarita July! I can't wait for that. And it's almost time for That Girl and little j to get here. Awesome.

trapped

2010-06-20T16:24:00.000-07:00

insect in Juniper sap, June 2010

Like drowning in pure gin,

pearls sparkling like diamonds,

we push at the edge,

waiting to be set free.

Soft

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lilac, Pine Grove, June 2010

Lilacs and purple glass bottles,
the fragrance of falling in love,
bare feet,
the smile on the face of the neighbor's dog.
The hammock swings slowly.

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weeping cherry, Pine Grove June 2010

Every wrinkle,
grey hair,
curve,
muscle ache,
they are all mine.
I have earned them.
I will toast them,
revel in them,
and celebrate another year to come.

"If this were the last night of the world
What would I do
What would I do that was different
Unless it was champagne with you" ~ Bruce Cockburn