NaPoWriMo 2025 Day 22

Beautiful day and I’ve done a couple walk arounds. Looking at the garden that others have planted: is that a weed? is that a plant? a volunteer? Resisting the urge to start weeding this time of year is hard, but the best way to get self-seeding and perennials the chance they need to pop above the ground where you can see them!

I cannot show you
how the lawn is suddenly
green suddenly green

I only know that
the act of sitting still
is a great teacher

has the date of
last expected frost gone by
waiting one more week

the nervous hostas
barely poked up pointy shoots
they fear being snacks

photo: landscape with bright green grass in foreground, some outbuildings in the middle and trees brushing a bright blue sunlit sky.

empty skeleton of a spider hangs on some leftover webbing on the house. illuminated by late afternoon light.

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NaPoWriMo 2025 Day 18

ooof. Last night I was about entering into sleep when I heard, off towards the front yard, a thump. Hmmmmm. I checked my camera-bird-feeder and sure enough – there was a skinny bear hanging onto the feeder and snuffling-slurping up all the sunflower seeds. Just a late night snack, right?

Last night the bear came
a thump across the yard told
me to look outside

The camera caught
his long nose and he needs a
manicure badly

two feeders down
one needing a bit of repair
Please sir, dine elsewhere

Two links to videos from camera, that will open separately.

bear1_2025b

bear1_2025a

Bird-cam photo: big bear looks off to the left while gobbling food from a bird feeder

Birdfeeder cam photo: Black bear looks left while resting a massive paw on the edge of a bird feeder.

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NaPoWriMo 2025 Day 17

It must be haiku day, right? I tried to convince myself it was warm enough to sit outside and folks, I’m here to tell you otherwise!

sitting outside while
The wind scuffs up my coffee
And I shiver

pretending it’s spring
but what happened – me and
my coffee got cold

tree tops swelling
pounding against the sky with
red and gold and green

covered truck goes by
several times a day each way
filled with barking dogs

Photo: regal looking black cat lying on blue tablecloth with one leg extended over the edge of the table. His head, to the right, is turned away from the camera as he considers visitors to the bird feeders outside.  This is Frankie, big man of the house.

Photo: a black cat standing, head to the left of the image, appearing to sniff the floor. The sunlight coming through a paned window to the left out of view, makes a criss-cross pattern on his back and the floor

Photo: a black cat crouches on a windowsill, head toward the center and next to a leafy plant (oxalis). Above, a flat duck and a metal teapot ornament sit on the window's central ledge. Beyond, a bright morning sunlight.

Photo: three cats eating in triangular formation on a wooden floor, with wood wainscoting.  Along the wall are two cats with a beige water dish in-between them. One cat is in the foreground, back to the camera. The holy trinity of black cats.

From the quote box:

I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet’s, the writer’s duty is to write about these things. … The poet’s voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.

— William Faulkner, Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech

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NaPoWriMo 2025 day 16

The less said about yesterday the better.

Today is today. I am here. You are there. Screaming is allowed.

A squirrel as Buddha
Waiting for enlightenment
On the bird feeder

Some days you just happen to look up from your task to see a big vulture flying around your yard (didn’t find anything he may have thought was dinner)

photo of view through multi-paned window toward yard with some buildings and distant trees and hills. One very large bird is see at almost the center top of the window. It is a vulture.  Standing on the smaller side window is an action figure of bernie sanders.

And some days you look at the next chair and see the embodiment of brotherly love.

Photo: two black cats, large to the left, tiny to the right, sleep together on a chair. Behind them hangs a blanket with stars and moons. This is amazing after just a week. Frankie at left is being used as a pillow by the new little guy.

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What We Fight For and Must Keep Fighting For

A periodic reposting of the Gettysburg Address

Gettysburg address

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

Abraham Lincoln
November 19, 1863

Woman (me) standing in front of the Washington Monument, holding a fluorescent yellow sign with hand-lettering. In between two outlined hands it says HANDS OFF" then in red, DUE PROCESS. Bottom lines: ALL PEOPLE HAVE THE SAME RIGHTS HERE

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