Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Friday, November 6, 2020

While They're Still Counting Ballots

2020: THE ELECTION POEM The race, they claim is too close to call though the campaign’s been running since early last fall. The candidate hoping for re-election claims his leadership style is near perfection. Life’s so much better, like nobody’s seen since he’s been in charge of the American dream.... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Ivy's Hill

On long summer days when I could escape from Mother's notice before she loaded me with extra chores or a guilt trip, I'd cross the street, crawl between the barbed wires and follow a deer path up Ivy's Hill. The trail branched off into meadows among the deciduous trees that made up much of the woods... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

WORD OF THE DAY: POTLATCH

There used to be a Potlatch lumber yard, maybe two or three of them in the area south of Seattle-Tacoma and north of Portland in western Washington. Maybe still there. I thought it was an odd name and asked Mom about it. She either knew or looked it up and said it was from a Native custom of... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Happy Election Day

For months I've been wishing for just one day without seeing Trump's face, hearing his voice or having some news anchor talking about his latest tweet, controversy, insult or lie. This morning it dawned on me I could have that day. All I have to do is turn off the TV, stay away from social media and... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 2, 2020

A WALK ON THE BEACH - continued

From their hotel rooms the next morning Zane and Dorrie took separate elevators to check out in the lobby, caught the airport shuttle. He sat at the rear, head buried in his laptop, making good use of every otherwise wasted minute. Dorrie, near the front, looked out the window, taking a last look... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 1, 2020

DAWN, NOVEMBER 1

It'll be getting dark at 5:p.m. here in Middle Earth, now that we've dropped an hour during the night - when nobody was looking. But the morning brightens at 6:00 and we can see the frost on the pumpkin. Out back, if I could paint the scene, we'd see the first light framing the mountain ridges to... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 31, 2020

TRICKS OR TREATS:

HAVE YOU EVER: scurried past ol' man Coleman's house because he was known to stand on his front step with a loaded gun? as a grownup, dressed up as a rock singer and gone trick or treating your neighbors with a cocktail glass? stood silently on a sidewalk draped in a sheet, letting approaching... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 30, 2020

A short poem inspired by the nightly news

ON LOCATION AT A DEMONSTRATION She said demon rats (meaning democrats) this rough woman on the news. She packed a gun, not the only one with army boots for shoes. A militia woman born and bred conservative through and through, she wants to keep the red states red, and wipe out all the blue. Her... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 29, 2020

THE FOUR AGREEMENTS by Don Miguel Ruiz

There's a way to live your life that is less troublesome. I highly recommend the book mentioned in the title of this blog. It's a helpful way to think about life in any circumstance, but is invaluable in these troubled times where tempers are quick. Following are Ruiz's suggestions: THE FOUR... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

A WALK ON THE BEACH

It was a couple hours after sunset, half an hour before moonrise. The tide was out as a couple walked along the beach, arms around each other's waist. There was a light at sea, a small ship anchored maybe half a mile away, and there were a million stars. Zane and Dorie had walked this way, exactly... Sign in to see full entry.

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