“30 days hath September…” I get that far with the old rhyme, then have to stop and think what comes next. November rhymes with September so it hath 30… right? Hmmm. A quick online perusal yields a website with 89 versions of the rhyme = not helpful when trying to unscrew a memory aid that [...]
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I hath a dream (about hecklers)
Posted in seasons, Writing, tagged heckler, inner critic, Jane Koenen Bretl, NaNoWriMo, November, Writing on November 30, 2011 | 11 Comments »
growth
Posted in seasons, Writing, tagged gardening, memories, N. Platto, poetry on March 17, 2011 | 4 Comments »
Growth I write of my garden as it grows through the years The experience of life, the joys and the tears I write to keep track of the planning and sowing I write, unabashed, of my passion for growing I write for myself, and so loved ones can see The earth, the breeze, my garden [...]
the Gift
Posted in Motherhood, seasons, Writing, tagged gift, Jane Koenen Bretl, motherhood, snow days, snowglobe, trains, Writing on January 24, 2011 | 14 Comments »
I was given an unexpected gift. I was able to turn back the clock, on a snowy day in January. I was able to live an experience that I’ve regretted missing the first time, and thought was gone forever. A writer can rewrite chapters, but who has that luxury in life? I often feel a [...]
this kind of happy
Posted in get along like cats and dogs, seasons, tagged cats, fat cat, happy dog, holidays on December 28, 2010 | 3 Comments »
I hope your holidays are filled with sweet surprises around every corner. ~~~~~~ But not too many sweet surprises — just enough. (Too much of a good thing can leave you a little meepish.) ~~~~~ Wishing you this kind of happy in the new year.
bloom
Posted in Photography, seasons, tagged bloom where you are planted, flowers, gardening, Mary Engelbreit, petunias, weeds on October 28, 2010 | 8 Comments »
I did not plant the bright pink petunias that I found growing out of a pot of climbing mandevilla late this summer. Yes, I had noticed some unplanned greenery starting to sprout up in that pot on my deck. I assumed they were weeds and being only 3-4 inches tall, they fell low on my [...]
greetings and salutations
Posted in Photography, seasons, Writing, tagged Charlotte, spiders, writers on October 26, 2010 | 10 Comments »
Every fall, a new spider sets up her last camp on our deck. Every year, I name her Charlotte and watch her go about her business with fascination. Here is Charlotte 10. She is not as large, nor did she last as long as some of her predecessors. But she kept a tidy web and [...]
keeping my cool
Posted in Photography, seasons, tagged autumn, seasons on October 25, 2010 | 6 Comments »
Well, I did not burst into flames, the weather did cool down, autumn did arrive… although I suspect that Summer’s reluctant departure was only because she is required to follow the rules, and if it had been up to Summer alone, I would still be facing an imminent threat of internal combustion. So, here we [...]
My Life as a Frog
Posted in seasons, tagged autumn, Cincinnati, heat index, humidity, Minneapolis, summer on September 24, 2010 | 6 Comments »
I spend too much time thinking about just how flippin’ hot it is here, an unhealthy amount of time really, time I could choose to use in much more constructive ways. I ruminate about The Heat, working it over and over in my head like I will eventually figure out how to make heat and [...]
Little Bo Meep
Posted in get along like cats and dogs, seasons, tagged cats, cowboy, kittens, Little Bo Meep, Rubenesque on August 31, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Some may think summer is the time for kicking back and relaxing… other creatures find back-to-school much more rejuvenating. How they still wedge themselves into the bed they shared as kittens, I don’t know. Sometimes the combined weight will cause the cat bed to careen off the edge of the Kitty Condo Tower, sending Meep’s [...]
letters to camp
Posted in Motherhood, seasons, tagged homesickness, motherhood, summer camp on August 15, 2010 | 6 Comments »
This summer, The Little One went to his first-ever overnight camp, five nights in a cabin in the woods. Swimming, archery, campfires, horseback riding, night hikes with the fireflies — this was the real deal, just as I always imagined camp would look like, based on the book settings and movie locations and my imagination. [...]
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