Welcome Mockery

June 12, 2018.  Summer travels are underway – currently enjoying Arkansas near the Coleman Crystal Mine.  People here are genuinely friendly (unlike the mocking birds!) Digging in red dirt, relaxing under forest shade – a place we return to whenever we go eastward.  Tennessee by weekend.

This image is poor photography pieced together to illustrate a memorable encounter … iPhone on zoom yields blurs, but:  “The best camera for any shot is the one you have with you” (Dewitt Jones savvy wisdom).

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Transitions

May 18, 2018.  Transitions happen, ready or not. I wasn’t. This is day eleven of our new indoor-only cat living the outdoor-only lifestyle. I’ll spare details, but she violated Gary’s tolerance one too many times. This has been harder on me than on the cat, but I am observing her absolute glee with the outdoors and coming around to interpreting her plaintive meows as less complaint than plea for me to join her out there!

All changes again when we begin summer travels.  Both cats will be indoors for the duration.  Both will be very ready to explore the yard when we return. And perhaps at that point, the older cat and younger cat will share in-and-out privileges equally. I have fingers crossed. But I am open to the possibility that this little catalyst may have yet more to teach me.

This image I created for the 2010 Gathering of Circles – http://www.gatheringofcircles.com

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Pause

March 25, 2018.  This is messy time of year in Central Texas – live oaks drop all their leaves and then immediately begin “blooming” and dusting everything with their yellow pollen.   Might as well wait for it to finish before trying to clean up.

Today I found this green anole on the hood of our black truck – perhaps drawn to the hue of the pollen? Perhaps struck by the reflection surrounding him?  The perfect icon for Central Texas Spring, and decidedly in an extended pause.  Perhaps contemplating source?

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Spring Bed

February 26, 2018.  A good friend has been holding the ashes of her cat Sally for a long, long time – unsure any of her places were long-term. That’s become clearer and clearer, and she asked if I had a place in our yard for Sally. Yes. And a place in my heart. A kinetic sculpture gifted by my friend at the time of her latest move marks the spot.  Although Sally never saw the sculpture, I sense her energy and that of my friend coming together.  It’s Spring, season for new flower beds. And a bed for Sally. The collage pulls the overall scene into a single frame. This post honors my friend, and Sally.

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On Time

November 24, 2017.  I once worked in project planning, computerized schematics of software development broken into steps performed by multiple groups, overlapped in a what-must-happen-before tapestry that seldom lasted a week without major revision.  Life outside IBM is far simpler, but my gears still spin at times, guessing at prerequisites, trying to rationalize delays that go unexplained to those of us outside the realm of decisions.   The totally unexpected accelerates those gears!  This week has been like that.

Finally, I have in hand the beautiful chapbook from Robert Okaji – ordered months ago anticipating a September publication.  Worth the wait, the timing truly is perfect – a long weekend to reread these poems several times in succession.  From Every Moment A Second – available from:  http://www.FinishingLinePress.com  or Amazon.com

Finally, there is electricity in the tiny house my daughter has been building for nearly three years and has just moved into.  Powers that be seem to have delivered a persistent young tabby as house-warmer.

A lot to be thankful for this November!

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Old Hat

November 9, 2017.  Brie joined the household almost four weeks ago.  Eating and growing constantly, she no longer fits on the hat she initially claimed as her nest!  Oh, but it served well that first week – where better than beneath the dining table to take in her new surroundings and new companions?  Eye-level with the Labrador!

Lately Brie’s often found snuggling against the Labrador – bigger and warmer than the hat.  Night hours find her on the bed near our feet, a respectable distance from the elder Calico’s corner command post.   (The Labrador prefers privacy in her kennel, thank you.)

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