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Sunday, March 1, 2009

What took me so long?

At Christmas, it has become a tradition to create a basket of goodies that all share--like a family stocking for adults. And every year there are several bottles of brandies of varying type and quality. They are consumed gradually through the year. We started on the Royal Oporto, a small and for us, expensive bottle of tawny port. It is nearly gone now, so I opened the bigger, less pricey bottle of Irish Cream... And this morning I am having an Irish Coffee... Yum! I wonder how long it will... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 28, 2009

Like a Yo-Yo

One day sunny and warming nicely, the nights still freezing... some mornings, snow dashed here and there; others, sunlight pouring through the window; others still--grey and dreary. Moods are like that, too... Hard to write, nothing seems like it needs saying, except, Good dog, Davy, and variations on Calm! Settle! Relax... We have had some good walks, but we both get tired of training exercises. Cesar Millan talks about calm/submissive state of mind, and we only seem to get excited/submissive.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Eyes don't have it any more...

The thing is, many of the blogs I want to read, I can't enjoy because the type face is too small. This is true of many things on the internet that I would like to read. It is true of some of the things I post, though I have been trying to remember to go up to that little box above this big one, and set it on '3' instead of '2.' Don't tell me to go to 'view' and click on a larger text-size: that often has no effect on the text I am reading. It's not like there isn't sufficient room on the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Haven't felt much like writing--

one of those times when I go inwards and curl up by some inner hearth, and have nothing much to say to the world around. Not that nothing's happening... But I woke this morning, sat up and saw--It snew overnight! And still looks to be coming down! So what if I yearn for spring, for warmth...? There is some part of me that turns to glee when it snows, that adores the beauty, the transforming of the world. There is more magic in a woods full of snow, every tree etched in black and white, than in... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Lunch today at Bamboo

a wonderful little SE Asian restaurant in downtown Olympia, WA. They make the best hot'n'sour soup I've ever found anywhere, and I have looked a lot! I always order the Huge size, so I can bring some home. Today, I also brought home a big bowl of tom yum gai, another hot'n'sour with chicken and coconut milk in it, and lemongrass. And most of the clay-pot pork which has the most delicious juices... I can hardly wait until I am hungry again! I will add some lean roasted pork and black mushrooms to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 2, 2009

the little grey notebook--

it goes where I go, and comes out over coffee or waiting for a meal in a restaurant, or any other time I'm just sitting around, watching, pondering on what's around me, or something inside scrabbling quietly at the back door of consciousness. Here's what happened in the little grey notebook today: Kinless Under a sky netted with stars like gems in the sweeping waves of holy tresses… Wind sighs like divine breath of the world around and with it I also breathe… Running, running kinless under the... Sign in to see full entry.

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postscript: Charlie and the Police

Referring back a couple of posts-- I talked with Charlie about it a couple of days later. He says he found out the next day that when his friends left shortly after the incident, they found 4 police cars in the parking area outside the building, all full of cops! His friend is reported to have said to the other friend he was leaving with, "I sense a disturbance in the Force." We also chuckled over Charlie's observation that we are an unusual family: whenever he 'gets into trouble,' his usual... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, January 31, 2009

Pleased to announce...

Some of my poetry, the book called People Are Planets... has been accepted by one of the biggest, busiest local-owned bookstores in the area, on consignment. Orca Books, Olympia, WA supports a lot of local writers and artists, and generally has quite a few such chap-books (no idea why they are called that, those little home-made books offering samplings of the poet's poems; I am going to be experimenting with several of these in the next few months.) They come in various sizes, and types of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 29, 2009

My son vs the Police

Seems he and his friends were gathered for a tabletop role-playing game and one of his pals did that inadvertant sit'n'dial thing--called 911 with his butt. The operator, hearing these lads talking with great enthuiasm about weapons and bodies, was alarmed and called the cops. The cops showed up and everyone there had a good laugh. But it must have been an exciting time for the operator! Apparently she thought they were planning a bank heist or some terrorist thing. What is really... Sign in to see full entry.

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Dirty dirty dog!

Yesterday was a landmark day for our Davy. It was clear and sunny, a premium day this time of year, and we took an energetic walk down at McLane Creek--the one that has changed so dramatically in the past several years of storm and flood. Since the most recent flooding around New Year's, and the snow before that, we had not visited to see what's what, what's changed, and what's still as we left it last year. The traces of this flood are evident, and of the foot-deep snows: tall meadow grasses... Sign in to see full entry.

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