Category Archives: REALITY

Feeling better, ultraviolet penetrating to the soul. Then… Young couple, with a boy step into my frameshop, the woman holds a glass vase of flowers, pink roses, a couple white ones, blue delphinium and Queen Anne’s lace. And a card, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Ups and downs define a life, define me, defy me. Striving, driving, thriving are the forms. Striving for to soar the skies, driving on a fragile ground, striving, driving into earth to dig for roots and buried treasure. Thriving, growing … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Grey, grey, grey and green. The Gibb backyard is a depressing scene. Even the hummingbird is not at his best, needing the sun to flash his ruby throat. I so need the sun today. Continue reading →

Bifocular, older eyes that have seen so much, have changed because of that. Up close, and far away, we’ve seen it all, or almost all, but know enough to look at it again. We’re willing to admit to using different … Continue reading → Continue reading →

My world is moonless, black and cool. Backyard empty of its flying colors, sounds not happy chirps and tweets but rustling, walking, stalking that I cannot see at night; ominous, unfriendly sounds. The black and yellow flutterby sipping nectar from … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Only those who have not spent a sleepless night listening to the unrelenting repertoire of a mockingbird can still love him. Thankfully, they change their chirps and tweets and caws, or I fear it’d be much worse for six hours … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Very interesting entry by Hugo Schwyzer on Women, appetite, and male fear. This is a subject I’ve always been fascinated with, and there has always been speculation about the connection, i.e., do women who enjoy eating, or enjoy certain robust … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Decided I was best, stressed and dressed for workin’ round the house today. Some sense of continuity, accomplishment, finishing up what I started yesterday. Some running around the loop of groceries, banks and the post office. You know, the real … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Snuggly settled in my belief in reincarnation. Fear of death nonexistent. Reason and purpose to life fairly direct. But as in all theories, subject to little bleeps of doubt. If memory doesn’t go along with the spirit, then this life … Continue reading → Continue reading →

What, I wonder, would be the one thing most people would want to be able to do if they weren’t restricted to the human form? I would like to fly. Continue reading →

Grey sky, leafy green, white and lilac lilacs. Not much more that’s still and silent with color; spring bulbs were eaten by the voles many years ago. Noisy streaks of blue and red, black and yellow: bluejays, cardinals, cowbirds, starlings, … Continue reading → Continue reading →