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Saturday, November 17, 2012

Stuff

The latest visit to my sister's and mom's house, I came away with boxes and boxes of stuff in the truck, old funky boxes packed up with newspapers from 1985. It is household stuff, some of heirloom emotional interest, some just stuff. This morning, Charlie and I unpacked a lot of the boxes that have been sitting in the back of the truck for weeks now. Mom was the Pyrex Queen... casseroles with lids and without, and lids without casseroles; three sizes of custard cups, about 2 dozen pieces; 3... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Going to the "Theatahh"

Charlie and I went to a play the other night, a wonderful, odd play called THE ELABORATE ENTRANCE OF CHAD DIETY. This link will take you to a review of the very show. http://www.csindy.com/IndyBlog/archives/2012/10/22/review-the-elaborate-entrance-of-chad-deity The setting/theme is professional wrestling, not a thing I have ever much cared for or about. But this totally won me, not to wrestling, but the beauty of a really good play. A "good play" does not waste a word or a motion. The dialogue... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 9, 2012

The last leaves of autumn

At any rate, the last of those I photographed in the DC area. http://www.flickr.com/photos/therovingeye/sets/72157631794974873/ Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

If you could use a laugh today...

http://biggeekdad.com/2012/05/the-jovers/ Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

ouch

Oh, for a jacuzzi, or a nice hot springs...! I've been walking these old tree-root faulted sidewalks for a month now, and managed to keep my feet under me. I wove my way through downed branches and leaf-drifts... Today, a single magnolia seed cone rolled under my foot, and I went down with a crash! Knee scraped, like a kid, and shoulder twisted like an old lady. Strained or sprained... I don't think it's worse than that, and is fine as long as I don't try to lift it or reach back more than a... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Trick AND Treat!

When I was a kid, age 4 or 5 maybe, it was our neighborhood's tradition to go out Trick and Treating... In order to get a treat, we had to do some sort of trick--the costume parade was like a progressive talent show! I remember practicing my trick for some time before the great event. And when it arrived, holding my little paper-machee pumpkin lantern, I stood on each doorstep and sang: You better not shout, You better not cry, You better not pout-- I'm telling you why: Santa Claus is coming to... Sign in to see full entry.

Another crow

Pat B wrote most charmingly of a crow today, and it's love of shiny things... Which reminded me of this poem which I borrow back from my new bloggery, over at blogspot.com: THE CROW How do I know me? Can I count the ways? No, really, Can I? Ups and downs and ins and outs... so many of me there seem to be I can hardly sort them all keep them straight give time attention energy in fair divide. Who speaks? Which one of me today is most distraught determined driven by a feeling, by a cause...? Who... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Sunshine between the clouds today...

People are walking around here, getting used to the idea that we were reprieved, and as the news from other areas builds the actual scope of the disaster that passed us by, there is that post-stunned look in some eyes, the realization of just how lucky we were. I think also, a lot of people here know people there, and it is hard, to know and have no power to make anything better. There will be many, also, who can't yet contact friends and family who are in some of the hard-hit zone. The storm... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

After the storm: photos

A stroll through the neighborhood after Sandy's glancing blow http://flic.kr/s/aHsjCDZJkc Sign in to see full entry.

Written in another storm season, but apt:

AUTUMN STORM The earth does what it does and always has-- Storm bellowing, Flood rushing, And the reeds bend; Trees sway and sometimes go roots up; The waters wild sweep the land forgetting former banks erasing dams the diligent beaver built. _____________________ The tempest swoops in off the ocean where it trained, charging like a heavyweight out of his corner, Knocks the ancient weather vane a-tizzy, sets the ponies running in the wind; Slaps the last of autumn's fire off the swaying trees--... Sign in to see full entry.

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