Next week past forty

Irrational, Irksome, Terrible cold, Like magic next week next to fifty degrees, Time warp! Tarsus, No,no , I’ll stick with irrational, First of December temperatures, Plummith once more, Some wizard is playing with the temperature, If they it is irrationally warm up north what is it in the tropics? Having Verizon I have no way

Whipping,Whipping, Whipping Trees

You might travel the world to find, A February day colder then this, But this you might think is not even Thanksgiving, Puts me in mind of movie with Denise Quad, You know the one when mother earth got fed up and reacted to our fucking with mother earth causing Global warming, Mother earth goes

Tea time

Fell asleep hearing my read back, Water heated again, Checked my home, Made sure all my babies have food, Yelled at Sadie, Never start kitties drinking from your water bottle lid, Why they love it! Now my time, good rest all you wonderful imaginable fellows, You writer who I am honored by, Just knowing you

Twenty hours apart

Two older women, Travel time, Week each way! Just twenty hours away, Not a million, Only twenty-four in a day, Looking back, Seems impossible trip was so long, But it was, We saw a rest area with a rocket, The country, Wood carvings, Tennessee, Cairo,Illinois, Kentucky, Alabama, Mountains in Georgia, Cemeteries,

Fall is in the air

Last week temps were chilly at night, Not October chilly, Not none chill of February, But still not normal August chill, The Sumac and Prairie grass color scheme is yellowed or rusty, That will be ok by me, I’m through that damn unnatural heat, This is most Electric bill I ever pain, Turn off the

What’s funny for me,

Might not be your fortè, Like the old saying what’s good for the goose might not be good for the gander!’ Dad use to say ‘That might not float your boat?’ Silly things make me smile, Watching people react. Animals being sweet touch me deeply, Seeing wildlife alive, It angers me animals dead left to

Star stuck

When I was a kid nothing I knew was me, I loved mom felt safish(my word) at home, Safish=safe at home, Thought rainbows were like four leaf clovers, Seen by others less found by me, Now at sixty-four life is still an upward climb, Tried today, Retry tomorrow, Keep going, Keep trying seeking not you

Money vs. Love

Money is like bad diapers, Used takes on a sour order, Love goes everywhere, With you, Throughout your days on mother earth, Passed from heart to heart, Un-needed to be packed, Takes up no room, Felt yet invisible, Like a miracle,

Leaps and glides

Hear the blistfull notes, Listen cock your head, Lend me you ear good sir, My head sways to the music, With a cane in one hand, In my heart’s of hearts, Strauss plays upon the floor I glide, Twirling, this way and that across the floor, I glide and in my heart I’m Count Octavian

Chapter 8-End,Ted Kerasote,Navigation,

BF,Nonfiction Chapter 8a,Fishing the Char, https://youtu.be/8hgVbjNv_5k Chapter 8b, https://youtu.be/ih1KoacDPiA Chapter 9,Sarcophagus of a cricket, https://youtu.be/LTQpdF6ULHE Chapter 10a, Primrose Ridge, https://youtu.be/i0JehwsLEpM Chapter 10b, https://youtu.be/djftfYdUKW4 Chapter 11a,Holy Bay, https://youtu.be/wpWBCJJwias Chapter 11b, https://youtu.be/lC0LvBtz9Zc Chapter 12a, Alder, https://youtu.be/j6HHTTDEIEg Chapter 12b, https://youtube.com/shorts/PN2PAG1FxLw Chapter 13,Circumnavigating A Dragonfly, https://youtu.be/R1Kud5rI2FE Chapter 14, Home, https://youtu.be/w9yIge3W-Vg Chapter 15, Entelechy, https://youtu.be/jq6eipBz_-A Chapter 16,Bakin Bread, (a) https://youtu.be/aM3wQBltFaQ