Category Archives: Always the Garden

Knight in Blue Armor

Posted on June 10, 2024 by O

I’ve tried everything to make you go away. And make you stay. Because I know that you will never be mine. One of us has to leave, and I suppose it must be me. I have persisted in the wind, … Continue reading →

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Little Henry

Posted on October 16, 2023 by O

Alarm rang or rather buzzed, a muffled buzz like bees trying to come out of something. Only 5:30 a.m. and it will be too dark to walk in the garden. Must wait another fifteen minutes, or thirty, or maybe even … Continue reading →

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God Ripped Out My Garden But Gave Me Back My Heart

Posted on June 23, 2021 by O

I sat at the top of the basement stairs last night in case the house blew off the ground. The storm was that bad. I can’t say I was terrified but I was a bit worried. Mostly about paper things. … Continue reading →

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Trying to capture something in the air, the wine, the heart and mind

Posted on August 13, 2020 by O

One sees a photo of a table, vase of flowers, an empty glass, a single golden napkin ring, in a garden where soon the evening shadows will fall And somewhere in that photo there are twittering birds… cardinals, finches, robins … Continue reading →

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Blue Christmas, Blue Birds, Blue Water

Posted on December 23, 2019 by O

I walked to church yesterday for the Blue Christmas service.  I wore that very expensive coat I bought twenty years ago as a Christmas present for myself, and, at the time trembled as I gave the card to the cashier, … Continue reading →

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The Blue Whales Are Coming

Posted on July 16, 2019 by O

I sat out there in the garden just a while ago.  And while the world outside was raging in hot winds and fires and pestilence and murders and all sorts of heinous human things, in the garden still, now and … Continue reading →

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The Moon and I

Posted on October 27, 2018 by O

It’s not too early and not too late.  I walk out into the garden clutching the cup of coffee, that is not too hot and not too cold.  I think of going back to reheat it a little but I … Continue reading →

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Chrysanthemums, The Beautiful, and Dmitri Hvorostovsky

Posted on November 27, 2017 by O

There are some people, when they die, whether you know them personally or not, when they die someone digs a deep hole in your heart. Makes you feel dizzy like all the blood just drained out, like all the evil vampires just got you. Makes you cold and frightened uncertain of where your hands or feet or face are. Continue reading →

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Rain, White Candles and a Flock of Finches

Posted on November 13, 2017 by O

It’s still raining.  It’s still cold.  The garden is still there and the garden still calls. It is still hard to get up these days.  October suddenly is slapping everyone in the face (actually it is already November 13). I … Continue reading →

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The Scent of Rain Walking Home Through the Park and Green Tomato Pasta Sauce

Posted on October 23, 2017 by O

What a rainy day.  And cold. And dark.  The kind of cold rainy day that goes right through the bones as they say. I still get up early.  Because, even though it’s October, I still must have my first cup … Continue reading →

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