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Friday, October 28, 2011

Cold, gold morning

It is cold, around 40 F in my little RV, my office, where I sit at the keyboard here. The sky was a muted amber in the east when I woke, and I've watched it go brighter and brighter, until finally light struck through the leaves that survived the snowfall this week, like lanterns in the trees... and then suddenly, there, brilliant and sharp, the sun rising in a clear golden sky. I suppose it is a kind of racial memory thing, that relief that I feel when the sun appears again, that elation that... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

A Little Night Music?

I spent some time yesterday afternoon rearranging the porta-house. (The RV... The Rig... The Hutch... a name hasn't stuck yet. "Flight Risk"...? )It was getting claustrophobic as it was, with the loft bed pretty much an attic and the 'dining nook' made into my sleeping arrangement. Now that has returned to table and seats, sleeping is again up on the loft. Ever see that image of a mountain lioness looking out over the landscape from a crevice way up in the cliffs? That's what I feel like, up in... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

My first romantic moment

As I walked today in the mild sunshine, suddenly I remembered a poem-- Sitting on the hillside Among the grass and vetch Holding hands and sharing hums Nothing goes and nothing comes Careless carefree nothing-head Nothing thought of, nothing said Status quo Tra-la! a sweet May afternoon spent on the hillside behind the school, cutting class for the first time in my life, but it was the last week of senior year so no one minded. I wonder what life has brought to Albert in these past 40 years. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Lazy Land and beyond...

Palmer Park is a small mountain in the midst of north Colorado Springs, piney forest climbing among some photogenic geology--Fountain Formation, I am informed by my son who took classes on this--a much-eroded conglomerate that takes some lovely red and orange tones from the iron content within it, maybe some other stuff too. Entering from the north side, the first open ground is a recreational area that can be rented by groups for picnicking and play, and it is called Lazy Land. Charlie mentions... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

My mother is 89 today.

She was born Sept 24, 1922, in Salt Lake City and grew up there and in Washington, DC in a large apartment across the street from the National Zoo. She was the second of four children, and the only girl. It wasn't easy. Her parents were not the loving kind. From all I have heard, they lacked basic understanding and insight, and lived rather selfish lives. When she had appendicitis, she survived without surgery. Why she was not permitted the surgery, I have never heard. Had her father not died,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

having lots of fun here--

The editing gig goes on, as the publishing house--The Zharmae Publishing Press--is being built from the ground up: New voices join the weekly conference call staff meeting and new ideas are expressed and some manifest. Investors are sought with increasing confidence as the company looks better and stronger and more vital than ever. http://www.zharmae.com/ We want readers, both the kind who judge the worthiness of submissions, and those who are the demographic samplers for the marketing... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Now, this is funny...

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Thursday, September 8, 2011

Charlie Meets a Mugger

He was walking home after a late rehearsal, near 11pm, in this quiet neighborhood just west of the college. He had music in his ears, and was probably thinking of lines or games or just enjoying his music and the quiet walk. His computer bag was slung over his shoulder. About a block from home, a red sedan pulled up, a guy in a black hoody jumped out and muttered. Charlie thought maybe he wanted directions... then caught on that the guy was muttering, " gimme your bag..." and reaching for it.... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

With all the folks digging out...

getting their stuff dried out, adding up the losses, waiting for power and in some cases, supplies of fresh water and food... homes destroyed, savings wiped out, comfort and security and loved ones lost... Earthquake, fire, hurricane, tornado, flood, brain-cooking heat... What am I whinging on about? My troubles are real enough, but they are so small... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

"Love ends only in indifference."

Every creature, when it wakes each day, has something it wants to go find: Breakfast. An editor looks for a new best seller. A photographer, a marvelous shot. Me... all those things. But something on my list has come up missing. It used to be that every day held the cheery potential that someone might enter the scene, someone to excite enthusiasm, to inspire personal connection, maybe even love. It was never expectation, but just that readiness, should it happen. This morning I woke up and... Sign in to see full entry.

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I'm doubtful the events of my life will be of great general interest, but I'd like to share a little more of me to the several of you on Blogit I've come to feel are real friends, and the many I imagine are potentially real friends. We'll see how it works out. ______________________ all my words and images posted on Blogit are copyright 2005-present, all rights reserved.

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