Saturday, June 22, 2013
I've been reading the novel (James Clavell) again. While the TV miniseries (Richard Chamberlain, Toshiro Mifune, Yoko Shimada) was excellent, it can't cover the history, the commentary, and the characters' inner thoughts. So much as I enjoy the visual version, the book is even more engaging. The first time I read it, some 35 years ago, my family didn't see me for a week. The contrasting of Elizabethan culture with Japanese medieval culture was fascinating, and though there were elements of the... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, June 21, 2013
This one's for the flower lovers...
Kabu comes to mind, and of course, CCT, and TAPS... This morning, I watched a hibiscus blossom unfurl, like a butterfly just emerging from its chrysalis, and took these photos over the space of about an hour. The sequence is backwards, if you follow the photostream back from the latest posted shot. Or you can zip back a few pictures, and start at the beginning. I bought this plant 3 weeks back, wilted and with no indication what color it would be. But I have never seen an ugly hibiscus, so that... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Wild and Woolly
That's the name the knitting circle has chosen--young and not-so-young women, so far, who bring their knitting and crochet projects, sit around a long table and chat while the needles and hooks flash. I've gone twice now, Wed mornings from 10 to 12-ish. One of the women from Black Forest shared her experience with the fire evacuation, from the long, harrowing drive to safety ("I had to stop looking at the rear view mirror, all I saw was flames!") to returning yesterday, to find her home... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Today the sun is bright, the sky blue
But yesterday, late morning to evening, there were great dark clouds with great hanging veils of rain-fall all the way from the mountains to the prairie--literally! And some areas got a good drenching, including the fire zone. Hurray! for that! Often we see skies like that, but the rain seems to go around this neighborhood. Last year, there was a huge hail storm, hail on the ground as deep as cars! We caught the edge of it, 2-3 miles away, and never saw more than a smattering of hail. I was... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, June 17, 2013
There's another mountain
South of Pike's Peak, and clear to see from the side and back of my house, the Front Range of the Rockies seems to end, and the last mountain in the row bristles with radio and cell towers, and who knows what-all. There is a road up this mountain, and I've been told there is a road sign halfway up that warns, 'If you proceed beyond this point, you may be shot." Welcome to Cheyenne Mountain, in the heart of which dwells NORAD, the North American Aerospace Defense Command which is there to track... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Naut said--
That he thought Davy was a blond, and I am thinking this might be why: http://www.flickr.com/photos/therovingeye/7943962900/ Violetta gave me some anxious moments last night, when I couldn't find her anywhere in the house, at bed-time. The back door had been open, but she has never gone further than just past the bottom of the steps into the back yard. She scoots right back, too, as soon as I call her. Timid, she is... and it seemed unlikely she'd actually jumped the fence. But possible. I got... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, June 14, 2013
my muse
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Listening to the morning
A red-winged blackbird just sang out from the top of a nearby tree. They fly up from the reeds in the little wetland area a block away, where a stream slides through a low area, and has been granted about 100 feet of land on either side, sloping down from city streets and buildings. The blackbirds are singing down there all the time, so it's a treat to hear one's bright trill, up here. Other songbirds are singing loudly and a lot. The mourning doves' voices are like soft caws as they fly from... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
The wind is once again tossing the tree tops and shifting the deck furniture, and sifting fine dust into all the downstairs windowframes. It is a rare thing, a full day of stillness, it seems. Of course, it seems cooler because of it, but it also makes things dryer, especially when the humidity is below 10% as it has been lately. Later, the wind will die down, most likely, and the evening will be quiet and calm. There is a lot of cloud and smoke in the sky. It's hard to see which is which, but... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
I knew there was poetry ready to surface...
Heat of the Day The sun glares down on white concrete that once warmed, now stings little bare feet. Upon the couch, or floor or chair or... really, anywhere a cat can go, limbs akimbo, bellyfur exposed, she stretches out long as cat can be, cat-naps away the heat of the day. Sign in to see full entry.