Category Archives: REALITY

Rearranging the office, cleaning out things just piled up and in drawers.  Stories behind finds that I thought were long gone:  Six written pages written eighteen years ago on the end of a love affair that lived only six years … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Oh how he would have laughed–to see his determined bride standing in the open doorway, face aglow with all the brave and stubborn insistence on being one with nature.  Ah, the flashing lights of heaven and the great roars of … Continue reading → Continue reading →

…I do, and that is not post on reality right now.  Bad, bad week it’s been, and guess what?  For once, I’m going to keep it to myself. But I will be finishing up Mrs. Dalloway today at some point, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Finally a day that’s not too hot to work outside, and not pouring rain.  Weeded, hoed, and fed the stuff that’s growing.  The tomatoes, squash and beans have really taken off.  Had our first yellow squash yesterday, and likely will … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Here is why I have put some distance between my next-door neighbor and myself, although we’re still good friends and despite my firm belief (and ravings to that effect) that if we each help those whom we can reach within … Continue reading → Continue reading →

How stoic, how determined they stood up in open petaled pleasure against the rain.  And how sad; beaten down and torn, left brown and rotting in its wake.  The very thing they wished for has destroyed them. Continue reading →

String theory is just everywhere in my paths lately, this art the latest.  I believe I have to set aside some time to understand it a bit better before it actually becomes accepted theory.  (Link thanks to J-Walk.) Continue reading →

Sometimes in the very early morning, just as the lid is raised up on the day, it is easy to believe in other worlds, other places.  Where time is not a measure of the passing but of the staying still … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Made another attempt to watch this PBS program tonight, and I stayed awake, but due to weather conditions had to keep wandering out to cool off.  But even had I stayed and seen the entire program, I’m not sure I … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I must direct you to an artist’s site, work done by Sima Chakamian.  I came to it by a comment made via e-mail by her daughter, Sanam who noticed my book lists and asked if I’d ever read any Ayn … Continue reading → Continue reading →

He calls me early morning from work, within the cool corporate headquarters and I am not.  What’s for dinner? he asks. Ice cream, I answer. Continue reading →