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 Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
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Enga mellom Fjella  Sentinel Marked as if you own me I bow before the Bitterroots and just like you my rocky soil, my withered grass lays prey to the empty sky. © Kåre Enga 2007 "Sentinel"   Reader's Choice of Poems: "'heart's home'" "In Lagada, la vita" "Waterlily" "For Jeanette ... when she grows old" "Koan on an October sky" Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" :"Death of Jeannie New Moon" "Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." "In a garden of roses, baby" "Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." "James Doohan, Scotty. Ombra mai fu. Eutin Guitar Orchestra" FACES     PLACES            Kåre  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
...depend on comments around here!  Yo: I struggled with the chapbook yesterday and thought I'd won... ...Not so quick. But, I did make progress and now know how to set up the pages. Wanted to do that today but ran out of time at the library. My bad. So tonight I'll reread and try not to re-edit (bad things happen during quick re-edits...). That means tomorrow... ...print?... ...regardless of the storm that's suppose to visit us tonight. But, only one  day forecast then bitter cold. Like below zero Fahrenheit. I leave Friday ... could be single digits. Saturday there's a game here. The forecast is sunny and 15 (-10ºC) ...maybe. The visiting team, Coastal Carolina, hails from Conway South Carolina. It was 72 (22ºC) for their last game. The Chanticleers are a good team ... but 20,000+ frozen bears (Griz fans) will assuredly give them a "warm" welcome.  In other snews... bought and began to read an anthology of travel writing. I already learned something from the intro: write so that the person feels they have visited there by the time they are done. Plus, exciting trips can be made boring; boring trips can be made interesting to read. It's all up to the writer. So, a four day weekend which is wonderful for working folks but not so wonderful for those whose work depends on public resources. This week is going to be "fun"  |
| A sense of where I need to be, of where I need to go, of what I need to do. A home base surrounded by artists and the creative juices they ooze. (I've always been able to survive off the unused excesses of others.) And yet, the urge to collect local people, not only images and sounds; but, also to travel to where I can harvest what cannot be found here. A certain sense of peace, that it's okay to be me. To realize that maybe... it always was. |
| ...my stuff! meeeee: Had goose for Thanksgiving Dinner. Travis bought and cooked it. He also prepared asparagus and potatoes. I grilled some parsnips, made some mousse (with almond milk), had a bowl of fruit (banana, pear, grape, clementines), orange-dark chocolate mints. Lit a couple candles, put out the dishes and silverware... voilà. I don't think I've had goose since I cooked one back in the '70s in Nebraska. I like goose.  And cold. Hoarfrost since we've had no snow. My cousin had snow though. I asked her how many feet. She said only 2. Here they measure in inches.  Anything over 6" is a lot.It's cold and next week will be colder. May see 0 ...cold enough? As long as I can get to the plane... adios!  I need to re-read and re-write LOTS OF STUFF! Unfortunately, can't travel with that much paper. Found stuff I wrote years ago and forgot. Some of it isn't too bad. Need to re-write, post, ask for comments. I did fairly good with editing my Europe '13 pictures (still hundreds to go) so I know I can focus for periods of time necessary to accomplish something. I need better internet access.  That said. Can't do much today. Library was closed. Barbershop was closed. But: went to Court to tell them I'm gone for two months and unavailable for jury duty, checked mail (nothing, box payment is due in July), stopped in at Butterfly Herbs to buy licorice for friends in Costa Rica. And I had a coffee, a pasta salad, talked to friends... A good day. |
| ...are nice. me: Typing this in real fast as I have lots of work to do today and the work week is shortened, especially since I only know of one computer (the one I'm on) that has a version of Picasa I understand ... and I need to do stuff in Picasa! Senior Center is closed Thursday, of course; but, why can't it open on Friday? *whine* Four days of rest is going to harsh my mellow if I'm not prepared. Among other chores: I need to work up a CV (or something similar) for my presentation in February. I'm sure I can do it in Costa Rica. My kitchen is looking so much better! And I've boxed up some books (I need two full size bookcases, but until then...). I'm starting to look around my two rooms with an eye for something simple and quick to do. Each and every accomplishment keeps the anxiety down. I even have a handle on my laundry situation. So organized (means I'm bored and stressed over the unfinished chapbook). I re-organized the chapbook. Hopefully for the last time. I caught the end of sunset last evening. I need to be ready at 4:30 pm because by 5... I was writing a letter to a friend and almost missed the beautiful skies. They have been outrageously lovely this week. Got the letter posted in time for the pick-up.  So many I ...I ...I ...s in this stream of thought. Oh well, I am the center of my small "universe". In more interesting news: I got an Awardicon for Creativity! Shocker as I hadn't gotten one for a year. I'm just not as active as I once was. 44,382 |
| ...turkey, stuffing, green beans, sorbet, potatoes... Me: I am still having problems with my legs (I swear they are worse) and my energy level is low as well. And I don't like spending dinner with a couple hundred people. So, I went to the Senior Center late but still in time to eat. The feast cost me $3 as usual and ... well ... I was here (still here) and why not? I survived it quite well and got to see folks I don't see very often. Unfortunately it becomes one more distraction on getting my chapbook done. I'm stymied. I mean ... I cleaned! I've done part of my packing! Anything but work on the chapbook (which MUST get done). Argh. I did manage to get to the park to watch THE football game on big screen tvs. It was sunny and quite cold but they had heaters. And it always seems warmer when "your" team wins. And they did. Which means there will be a game here in tropical Montana on December 7th. The Griz host a Southern team (either Bethune-Cookman from Florida or Coastal Carolina from South Carolina). It may be cold; it may snow. Regardless I won't be there. My flight leaves the day before. Nope. No cold bench for me. But sitting here writing this won't get my chapbook done! As for more turkey on Thanksgiving Day? I'm eating at a friend's place; we're having goose. 44,354 |
| ...a Kennedy coin? M E:I love meatloaf. I really like deviled eggs. I paid for lunch with 2 $2 bills and got $1 change. Later I bought 3 pair pants (3 for 2) for $3 each (one free). Paid with 3 $2 bills. It's been a sunny $2 day. This morning I took a photo of Esteban (stuffed toy puppy) with $2 bills fanned out like a turkey's tail. Added 2 Lincoln $1 coins and 4 Kennedy 50¢ pieces. Only one comment. So... have you seen a 50¢ piece recently? They still make them (oldest American coin) but they have fallen out of favor. I've been able to get my hands on two rolls (remember rolls of coins?) recently and went through the dates. May save some. The others go back in circulation. Same with $2 bills and $1 coins. Americans have been skittish about these denominations. Do away with the $1 bill? It would be so UN-American! But so logical. At least we still have paper money and coins. Plastic has its issues too. Like trying to ride the bus in Sweden. No plastic? no go! Soon I'll be in the land of colored money. Bills of ₡50.000, 20.000, 10.000, 5.000, 2.000, 1.000 and coins of 500, 100, 50, 25, 10 and 5. The 5 and 10 coins are "worthless" but used (₡50.000 & ₡20.000 are hard to change in many places and I've never had the bigger bill in my hand). All the coins have the same design except for braille numbers. The differ in size and weight as well. The money differs in size and color (like most European systems). Americans seem to have trouble coping (except the Ticos, they are Americans as well). When tourists visit Costa Rica many will use American dollars because they cannot learn another system of coinage. But then again... they can't learn their own... . So... I'll just jingle my money... |
| ...rat poison ...again. ME... Been a very sunny and frozen day. There's ice on the canals. There's snow on the far mountains. In town, dry, cold, sunny. It's brown out there. With a bit of white and plenty of blue above, of course. Inside it's coffee and rat poison. Yep. Doc prescribed two months more for me. I'll run out around ... two months from now. Or just before I get on the plane to come home. Since I have a middle seat on the long flight to Atlanta I'll be a bit concerned. And try to change seating before then. Same with going down. Middle seat on the long over-night from LAX to SJO. Then a bus to downtown, a 20-30 minute walk to the other bus station then 3 hours with one rest stop to my final destination. Going to be hard on my circulation. Which is why I have rat poison (coumadin). (Found out that papaya isn't much of an issue and no other tropical fruits showed up high on the list of vitamin K sources.) Ginny was kind enough to get me out to Target to pick the prescription up. 60 pills for $18 so the cost is reasonable. Now if I can just remember to get more hyper-tension pills. Those are fairly cheap and I can get 180. Enough to last me quite a long time! So it may be cold out there ... but this rat is taking his poison anyways. |
| ...and keeping the old. YO! I added a couple new bloggers to my favorites list yesterday. It felt like moving to the suburbs and abandoning the core. I don't care for suburbs much. But what else to do! Blogville became Ghostville and I've already lived in small abandoned places. Still, I'm not giving up my old blogger friends.  Nope. Don't go away that easy! Plus, some are still coming into the Olde Saloon for a drink or two. Others are only to be found at Salon or Facebook. Now, I should check out Salon but I've become a Facebook Fanatic. Fortunately some folks link their blogs. I do ... occasionally ... when the blog is decent reading for the general public or to remind people that I actually still write more than 140 character snippets. As for poetry ... Went to the Poetry group at ZACC last night; they meet once per month. And I'll go to my writer's group tomorrow evening and went to another group twice this November. This and every November is still not done. Have written some new stuff but not much. Should post more, if only to edit, but I get side-tracked and don't. I must say though, that looking at my life from Venus or Mars, I'm doing okay. In other important-to-me snews: Got to chat with my friend Gary for over 9 minutes this morning, a possible record. Made me feel real good. He always cheers me up.  I don't give up my old friends without a fight. |
| ...or not. mE: Times do change and what is tolerated or accepted changes with them. In a time of uncertainty some folks seek the familiar while others embrace the new. Natural responses both; however some people become fearful and cannot abide anything disturbing in their life. Am I flexible enough myself? Within my inner circle perhaps not. Good boundaries are essential for my tranquility. And I've had issues with boundaries in the past. Still do. So... I live alone in two rooms that are MINE! But, I am out in the world with people who are nuttier than me! Same with friends. Some are closer than others; some I wish were closer... Still, I don't want to live in a community of multiple mini-mes. Nor do I want to have to hide and be afraid because of the hostility of the society around me. This survey comes up with criteria for members of the LGBT community, but the methods could be employed for other communities as well. http://www.scribd.com/doc/185436753/MEI-2013-Report I live in a community with a score of 100. I moved here from one with 55 and grew up in one with 52. Of course, this survey is based on the present and I lived in those places... ...when? Still, there are those folks who gravitate towards "safety" and those who have great networks of support (like family) or inner strength regardless. When I joked years ago that I'd move to a state beginning with M I was thinking of Minnesota or Mississippi. Not Montana. Nope. However the cities in Mississippi scored 17-10-0-0. Worse than Alabama. And much worse than Nebraska or Oklahoma where I've also lived. I do not wish to be "ghetto-ized", forced to live in areas where I feel safe among my "own". Even with my travels I want to be able to go anywhere. But it's nice to live in a town that's got my back (even when we-all know bad stuff still happens). 44,207 |
| ...not quite yet. ME: My chapbook is overdue but not willing to be birthed quite yet. I did do final edits on the 22 pieces of prose. They are highlighted in maroon here: http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1927354-This-and-every-November-te... The acknowledgements, cento et cetera still need to be looked over and the final order decided upon. The cover? Don't ask. Printing? Double don't don't... So. It's v.e.r.y s...l...o...w...l...y coming together. Last night I de-stressed by taking a patchouli bubble bath. Must say I need to do that more often. Yes, a shower gets one "cleaner" but soaking loosens up dead skin et cetera. Plus I got to read a few more pages of the book I've been reading. I never take an important book into the bathroom. A paperback romance? Why not. Anyhoo... the book, my legs, the three shirts and one pair of pants... all survived the experience. I didn't get to sleep until midnight. Woke up at 07:39 wondering why my alarm hadn't gone off... it went off one minute later. (I'm trying to get up earlier as Costa Rica is one hour ahead and I normally try to be up by 7 am there; 6 am here. Winter in Montana? I could sleep in past 10 ... and have.) Now. For that final push ... push ... PUSH. 44,175 |
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