To make up for yesterday’s late post, how about a super early one today? And triggered by the prompt given by NaPoWriMo! Woot! What’s not to like about a sorrow thusly: The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows ringlorn adj. the wish … Continue reading →
Late but it’s still Day Twenty-six on the left coast. Mom and I went out today – to the art supply store and to an office supply store. `I got the few things I “needed” but there might have been … Continue reading →
Short and sweet and to the point. sunday modern times the ubiquitous sound of world wide weed-whacking.
The sun is glinting in my eyes while I do the dishes. The water is warm, The light pleasant at end of day I can almost imagine being in a rowboat, after dinner distant frogs, more distant children playing ball … Continue reading →
Painting while the car shakes I knew it wasn’t warm and sunny when I headed out to paint But it was sunny at least and there were clouds flying I thought I’d check on the great blue heron’s nest and … Continue reading →
Perfections of means and confusion of goals seem–in my opinion–to characterize our age.
