1729/11th June, 2021 The a/c fix-it chap has accepted payment for the new air-conditioning unit, so now all we need is to have it installed... In theory, and according to the Oracle, this means we shall suffer no more this summer, as temperatures for the next week will not rise above 80 F. Wouldn't that … Continue reading Soft
1st June 2021 Yesterday I mentioned a lady who was afraid of birds. She was a close friend of my mother. They endured WW2 together in London, though I hardly heard either of them speak of it. Her name was May Petrie. My brother and I called her Aunty May. She always looked very smart, … Continue reading Remembering May
The height of our tornado It was ironic that my last post talked of owning twelve cats because that was the last day that I did. Own twelve cats. Now I only own eleven. This was our Colin last Summer. He loved arm chairs Colin loved to play He liked to meet people. He would … Continue reading Stormy weather
... "Double bag it. Put it in the trash." So crass. Reminder of the dandelion, Under the West Seattle Bridge. Mud splattered, downtrodden, Ignored,unwanted, invisible. Except to me. ... The contents of the bag? Too sad, and such bad Timing Oxy withdrawal, Negative thoughts. ... How cruel Perverse timing can be. A sad event When … Continue reading Dandelion day
"What is that?" I asked myself, looking from the kitchen window. A dove had been snatched from that site but most of the feathers had dispersed. It looked like a pair of sticks, but of course it wasn't. This was what was left after some 15 hours. Arranged just so. Does it mean anything? I … Continue reading Messages?
Today a woodchuck was sighted in the field below the house! When I was born I came too soon. A leap year babe, Supposed to appear On the 29th, But came instead Valentine's plus 2. All of which, You may well think, Matters not at all. But I have a theory.... What if By making … Continue reading What if….
Sunset and evening star, and one clear call to me As my parents aged, they began to lose their friends. One by one, letters stopped arriving. There would be a Christmas card missing one year and my father would say gloomily: “another one gone.” It was sad to see him more and more alone as … Continue reading The Dying business
It's been coming for a day or two now I felt it's tendrils, reaching out Circling me. "No", I said "It's not that" "It's all the bad news, "There's been so much "The Australian holocaust "The Middle East "It's enough to make one weep!" But it wasn't that. This morning at 8am tristesse crept up … Continue reading Tristesse
Does anyone else get as easily distracted, I wonder. I'll sit down with a clear picture in mind of what I intend to write and when I've finished, what's on the blog is something entirely different. It's why I have trouble telling stories, because in the middle of them I find myself going off at … Continue reading Now, where was I going…