just cause I feel like it... |
I've felt a bit blue today. All day. But I'm not going to write a "feel good" list. Don't need one. My life isn't in the crapper and it doesn't suck to be me. On the contrary, ... Posted by on Tue, 28 Oct 2008 18:39:00 GMT |
remembering my father |
Thinking of Dad on his 66th birthday. Wanted to share some of the things I remember about him.My Dad......loved to cook (hot tamales were his specialty)...saved a woman from drowning in Lake Pon... Posted by on Mon, 29 Sep 2008 04:47:00 GMT |
chocolate cake and swallowtails... |
It just occurred to me that I haven't written any lists lately - something I do when I'm feeling funky or discouraged or lonely or pissy or whatever. When I feel that way I like to remind... Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 10:17:00 GMT |
My trip to Key West... |
...was like three sisters and a seagull playing in a cherry orchard. Posted by on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 17:23:00 GMT |
Buck the Buckeye |
Buck the Buckeye butterfly has taken up residence in Arthur's grotto. I found him on the lobby floor at TPAC. Just sitting there. Picked him up and brought him home. At first I... Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 05:38:00 GMT |
Arthur the Variegated Fritillary |
Arthur the Butterfly died this morning. It was sad and beautiful at the same time.Pretty crazy that I've become so attached to a bug.And then this afternoon as I was running an errand, a blue s... Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 16:31:00 GMT |
Butterfly Art |
I found an injured butterfly today as I was crossing the Woodland bridge on my way home from work. Badly broken wing, and he couldn't fly. I put my hand down next to him and he crawled on. And he stay... Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 19:07:00 GMT |
attitude adjustment |
I'm overwhelmed with work, and that makes me cranky.I've made a mistake that might very well cause me to lose a friend for good, and that makes me sad.Rumors spread faster than the sp... Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 13:14:00 GMT |
amazing... |
You're not going to believe this. So I'm not going to tell you. Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 19:23:00 GMT |
a dream poem |
Last night I dreamt that I wrote a poem, and this was it...On the solid ground
Reaching out
Reaching up
Arms tired
Heavy
Through the open door
Windows closed
Basement empty
Attic messy
We're ... Posted by on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 17:03:00 GMT |