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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
5,778 views ███████ L'aura del campo ███████ SUMMER: 1 Kamal (1 August) 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ Well, SSTheWriter ![]() ![]() ████████ Sizzling? Think cool ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ████████ Weather where I am: 97º, sunny hot at noon. ████████ Weather in Philadelphia, PA: 92º and sweltering. ████████ Weather where I'd rather be: 63º Keflavikurflugvollur, Iceland. Just got this c-note from SilverValkyre loves YOU! ![]() ![]() ** Image ID #1138832 Unavailable ** The graphic artist is chalaedra. I'll have to ask her if the little pup is named Gigi! ![]() A short sketch thinking about a dead possum, then looking at the c-note above: On the dark side of Delta Draconus As wheels squish dragonets, two moons shine brightly red. Here where settlers first kissed ground. Dead's still dead. [163.280a] The above is an American cinquain. I've written a lot of these! Some are found here: "Cinquains - five line poems" ![]() "Glice" ![]() "Between us" ![]() "3 summer cinquains" ![]() IMAGES Outside the library, 102º: A rusting metal objet d'art (Along the road in Laos, Bounniak Thammmavong); orange and white chairs in front of Local Burger; pink impatiens wilting; dappled shade moving in the breeze; ash seeds; the grey wall I'm sitting on, still hot from the sun; dead branches looking up, yet the overwhelming green; a flag clanging its pole; feathered grass; no discernible smell; flies; a women holding a young child's hand; an older man holding books; a scooter by the entryway; the bicycles in racks; the cool air exiting the sliding doors, as I enter at last. My life: Yep, I got one. One's all I can handle and that ain't always easy! Juggling is not my best sport so I try to keep things boring (Oh ... the pc word is simple ... but boring describes it better!). Pulled weeds, watered, picked squash. Ate (made me a chocolate-blackcherry-frenchvanilla-float)! Had fish! Love fish. Met with Krista. Nothing's resolved, but hey, it's all okay. Drank a green grasshopper (latté with mint). I've had enough caffeine for the day ![]() Tuesday night and I can hang out at the bar ... no, I don't drink! but getting a coffee ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() It is amazing, absolutely amazing, how many people I know in this town. I cannot go down the main drag without running into someone I know. Last night it was María and Rocío. Rocío left this morning for Santiago del Compostela, Spain (Boa viaxe, Rocio!). ¡María va a Machu Pichu en Péru! ¿Y yo? Me quedo aquí. Qué lástima. Pues, when María returns, we'll do coffee! No surprize there, I hope. Also saw two daschunds last night, one a dapple with odd eyes. And two kittens looking for homes. This was after 10 p.m. and it was still very warm, maybe 90º! So, yeah, I've gotten back the night. Blogville: Tried to visit a lot of blogs today. It isn't always easy. There is a great blog entry by cnoto on being open to new ideas. It's short and worth a read and comment: "Invalid Entry" ![]() There are circle of friends here, yet it is so cool ![]() ![]() |