I opened the front door slowly After knockings barely heard No one stood there on the porch No one said a word My gaze fell on an envelope Tucked... Read More
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… on gardening in the shade
That’s a hellebore. They are funky and strangely mysterious and I love them. Here are some more… Very cool. There are oodles of myths and legends surrounding hellebores –... Read More
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… on what she feels
I took this photo of Blaze a little while ago. I’d been looking at her, trying to look into her. What do you know? What are you thinking? How... Read More
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… on the temporary puppy
He was… Yeah. Was. Marshal Dillon Dingle was supposed to be a temporary puppy. We were supposed to take him in for a night, during which a friend was... Read More
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… on an awakening
There is something wondrously cool about Wait. Just to be all kinds of honest and authentic, that – up there ^ – is not a tulip I grew. It... Read More
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… on jerk ducks
No, silly. That is not a jerk duck right there, that is ChickHen. She is looking sad-ish because this morning I went outside and called to her and Cockadoodle... Read More
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… on the inspection status
So, I was a little worried because there was wind and snow and freezing rain forecast for today and what if Cockadoodle Drake and ChickHen decided to postpone the... Read More
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… on dreams coming true
So. I was walking past the farmer…s….’s…s’ porch door (label depending, of course, on the number of farmers who gather there, or how many think they own it)… anyway,... Read More
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… on being in it together
The greys, the blacks, the blues, the reds They land amongst my flower beds All covered now, with mounds of white A singing songing hue’d delight Three walk the... Read More
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… on the flight attendant
That’s me. No, not in the pic. The pic was actually taken the other day, of my favorite little harbor in Maine, Cosy Harbor (also spelled ‘Cozy’ Harbor (no,... Read More
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… on loons and kurt vonnegut
Oh, I know. Loon-atic. I spotted that guy from the window yesterday afternoon as the sun was sinking to the bottom of the sky. With my binoculars. I mean,... Read More
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… on the bistro in winter
Heeeeeeeee’s baaaaaaaaaaack. Oh, I know. This… this is what I saw when I stepped outside, onto the farmers porch, the other morning. Side note: Houzz refers to this type of... Read More