Spring | Spring
May.13.2009
(Originally posted on March 27, 2009 on my main blog.)
Ahhh....Spring.
I'm not one who has a favorite season. Each one offers its delights and literary opportunities. And each one its challenges (tax preparation, for example). But on a singular practical note, as a motorcyclist, Spring rules!...
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Apr.27.2009
Outside the doors, the world is changing, greening, coming alive. I love spring for so many reasons, but probably most for reimmersion with hope. Where the world was dead and ugly now is verdant and full of life, and beautiful. The bouquet sitting on my table as I write is bursting with fragrance...
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Apr.14.2009
Aubade on Avenue D
Brick, Brick, Brick and
Shingle. Asphalt, pot-hole
of dense, mud-rich water,
torn paper cup, floating,
red plastic lid to a tylenol
bottle, strands of synthetic doll
hair. Iron pole, wire, light
smeared on the side
of a telephone pole. Staples.
Wet paper flapping. Xeroxed
words...
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Apr.13.2009
I've become a fan of Netflix.com. I confess. Instead of writing my blog, it's been constant catch-up on movies that I've missed over the last couple of years. What's so addictive about it is that you can put on earphones and avoid disturbing anyone at all hours of the night and early morn. Then,...
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Apr.12.2009
After a while, I emerged from that winter solstice of the spirit, entombed by dark days, as out of a long, long dream. It was far worse than anything I had yet endured. I had not known what it would cost, to see things for what they were worth. I only wanted to sleep, forget. The very...
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Apr.02.2009
April 2
PADUANS
The pussy willows bloom looking much like crested poultry. The coldest part of my heart is fighting to thaw in this early spring. Weather is not of the mind to be rushed. Neither my hopes nor the changing calendar can persuade the warmth into the May mornings. It’s May...
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Apr.01.2009
Meanwhile, spring showed up doing what spring does. I'd been a bit busy and missed many of the details. Or, I'd seen and heard and felt them, but forgot to log them in: robins going mad in the morning, the Scotch broom cascading with yellow flowers, the Johnson grass growing as tall as a small...
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Mar.31.2009
sweet fellow redroomers, we're on the eve of April first, and I'm back because I really did promise myself that I would write, specifically here, everytime I felt that "pull" .. hi :)
like spring, new ideas and new art and new inspirations are budding all around us
'almost April oh nine...
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Mar.31.2009
......Waiting for morning and waiting for Spring and waiting for Spring to end and waiting for Summer to begin, waiting to get on a plane to fly to Spain or Italy and waiting to get home and someone says you look great and you say food fabulous but too hot and you go back to waiting, waiting for...
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Mar.30.2009
Saturday was beautiful, warm, well 12C and sunny. I spent a lot of the day outside, repotting plants and cleaning up the garden. I moved all my plants out onto the deck yet one more time. There was even pale pink hothouse rhubarb in the market - spring was here.I made two desserts, a pavlova with...
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