There were three poems, but this one was a little more ready to go. More in the continuing string of longer than normal poems! Someone on facebook asked what pickles were on our refrigerator shelves and a lively listing ensued. … Continue reading →
So very rainy and later windy today. Did some “productive things” like changed the sheets and did some wash, did the dishes I left over yesterday, fed the happy if chilly sourdough starter. Figured out a way to keep it … Continue reading →
Rainy and sunny. Another spring in New England Day. Daffodils and cold. Like many, I’m having to work at the big question: what day is it? Outside, it’s raining and so I go, so my whole face is wet. My … Continue reading →
I’m settling into a new routine… this morning double yellow lines veered off the center path and into the April garden. when I arrived, coffee in hand, the daffodils were bobbing, looking around, going nowhere. Sat on the steps, frothy … Continue reading →
I think staying home is starting to have some effect… I wonder about the woman who lives here Why there are poetry magazines piled here and there and why so many phases of books stacked and shelved Why a herd … Continue reading →
Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
