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Surprise! I found some money in a pocket of a pair of slacks I hadn’t worn for a while. I promptly went out and bought myself a pair of leopard skin yoga pants. *snort* For some reason, the experience reminded me of a story I read once. The Family Jewels          In the over-all scheme of things, I relate to the chickadee more than other fowl (or is that foul?). …Read More!… Chickadee I’m dredging through some aged baggage. That is, I still have boxes of items I’ve been hauling around since… holy crap! That long!? Contained within these cardboard anchors are old poems, limited attempts to draw, mandatory legal documents, stories of a life long ago lost, more paperclips and Post-It notes than …Read More!… Calendar Boy Too
Mist saturates, Bonding to dampened grey-green leaf, Globules shape, Dripping from a jagged tip,
Moisture collects, In overflowing sun sparked puddles, Light glistens, As puddles drain to meandering
…Read More!… Water I was slapping paint on walls at an apartment today; a beautiful neutral blasé off-white semi-gloss called Make-Me-Barf. You know… the usual starter paint kit for every apartment and model home on the planet that has no character, matches nothing and blinds unsuspecting residents in the morning sun. I don’t envy …Read More!… Insecurity Geez People! No… it’s not what you think. *laugh* I do have a flair for the dramatic. As I was painting and repairing walls this week, I was thinking. There isn’t much else to do while I’m painting, which is what I like about it. It allows me to think. Let’s face it, making sure …Read More!… Engagement I placed a wreath and bowed my head. For the past four years I have participated in laying of wreaths at the cenotaph in my town. Plenty of dignitaries were there; incoming and outgoing city officials, our local member of parliament and community organization leaders. We all gathered for …Read More!… Re-Member I’m not particularly comfortable in front of a camera. Now I feel like Helen Mirren in Calendar Girls. Over the years, I have found my true self only by stripping away the brittle, malodorous refuse I had magnetically adhered to my persona. Sunday morning I felt trepidation as I …Read More!… Calendar Boy I am either a glutton for punishment or I am an eternal optimist. Either way, it keeps me motivated to see what’s next. A long time ago in a workshop I was told we should try new things… the stuff you like you keep doing, the stuff you don’t you stop. …Read More!… Sacrilegious Soul Search |
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