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 →
Daffodils seem extra exuberant and much appreciated this year! and then the hills, with clouds:
Even though, it turns out I’m not going •
anywhere today. Again. Staying home…
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Thank You For These Groceries •
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I always cooked before, and •
then I stopped. Mostly stopped. •
I didn’t give up eating. •
Nor were there no bags •
of hopeful pasta, apples •
and good sharp cheese. •
In solitary pleasure… Continue reading →
Went for a long paint this morning and then a drive this afternoon. The place I’d hoped to paint near sunset was packed with people. People! Stop that! Stop that right now! so I kept going and took a few … Continue reading →
The world is horrid right straight through and so am I… I want to grouch and sulk and rip and snort. I am a pail of milk that has gone sour
