Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Griz game, November 15 Cold sun on spider threads, a shimmer of silver. In the stands, maroon and blue jeans, cheering. © 2008 Kåre Enga [165.335] 2008-11-15 I was inspired to leave this cinquain in the blog of Iowegian Skye . By-the-way, you should go there and check out her new purple gloves. ME: Got to the game. Worrisome as the Griz were not supposed to have any troubles with winless Idaho State. They were up only 2-0 when I got there late and won 29-10, but truly looked beatable. Next week's game is crucial. I got to the potluck too as David called to remind me. So kind of him ... My Aunt: My Aunt Ivaloo Behrens died yesterday at age 93, so I called my sister Shelley and my brother-in-law Mark and my cousin Betty (who remembers her red hair and visits by her parents). My mother was close to Aunt Ivaloo and she'll be planted in the same cemetery as my dad, so this is of some concern, but 93 is a good age and my cousin Stephen said she died peacefully. The funeral is back east, so I won't be going. The last time I saw my aunt was when her husband Art died in 2002 (they were married in '38!). [This is my Swedish side of the family] A link for my family: http://www.rhoneyfuneralhome.com/display.asp?id=1071 Blogville: I've been reading lots of blogs and entries so I'm catching up a tad. Montana: 35º at 21:30. 9118 |