Month: August 2006

  • Drivel And Gratitude


    Today has been about the blueberries; I have been canning preserves and juice and freezing the remainder.


     


    And today has also involved chard


    loads and loads of it…


     


    and blackberries


     


    and today has also been about playing with children


    and dogs


    and chasing butterflies and reading books and climbing trees and thinking about things.


    ~~~~~


    It’s another Saturday night (one of many)


    and I am in my kitchen canning the juice of these berries


    and I imagine that my love, my contentment, is so very strong


    that perhaps you can hear my heart beating from


    where you are.


    I wonder if you, in your kitchen far away


    can feel my joy?


      


     My glass is cold and full of ice


    I hope yours is, as well!


    *******


     

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    The Berry of the Day


     (and other stuff)


    blueberries


     


    and their resulting concoctions


     


    And leeks


     


    and delicata squash


     


    and then,  jumping boys


     


    and happy dogs


     


    and then it rains and you play in it and you look like this:



    A Warning 


    If you live within 100 miles of me and you hear a knock on your door and then laughter, beware!!!


    It is probably me, delivering excess squash, cukes and zucchini to your door and then running away.


    DO NOT BE AFRAID, FOR IT IS ONLY VEGETABLES.


     



     


     

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    (ETA: bonus haircut pic at bottom)


    A Dog and Some Blackberries


    (the berry of the day)


     


     


     


     


    have a berry, I picked it just for you…


     


     


     


    dirty digging dog


      


    A Blessing


    Oh Lucy Mae, you have already planted


     your little paw in my heart


    right in that spot that pains me 


    and delights me


     and I guess what I trying to say is


    welcome


    welcome,


    welcome


    to the place where my heart lives.


    ~~~~~~


    Bonus haircut pic!!!


     


     good night all!!  


     


     

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    Self Portrait Challenge


    SPC!

    The challenge for August is the “psychology of enclosed spaces”

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    I am afraid of a few things and being in a small, enclosed space is one of them. Until 3.5 years ago, I had no symptoms of claustrophobia; I was able to hide in a locker at school, under my bed during thunderstorms and even in a kitchen cabinet in order to play a prank on someone.

    But in 2002 I  became ill and very much

    not myself.

    I endured test after test after test with as much grace as I could muster

    and then I needed an MRI.

    I would be brave, I could do this.

     there was the moment where they strapped me in and put this cage over my head and I

    could not move

    and they said it would last about 35 minutes.

    I was paralyzed by my own fear, I screamed for them to take me out ,

    take me out, take me out

    (please, take me out)

    And they took me out but I needed this test, I needed to know why my brain was slipping into my spinal cord and I needed to know why I couldn’t speak or walk well or feel joy

    I needed to know and so I decided that I would breathe and breathe and breathe until they let me free.

    Because I needed to KNOW.

     

     

     

     

     I have never quite overcome the fear that lives in me still,

    I hesitate and sweat in elevators, I have to force myself to board an airplane

    and I panic when I’m in a locked automobile  

    but I have learned  how to breathe

     and this is what I do.