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Category Archives: Always the Garden
18 Morning Glories
I woke up late again. Can’t seem to make the dawn date anymore. When the stars and the moon and the planets are still sighing, trying to hang on a little longer to the quiet soft and peaceful realms far … Continue reading
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Walking Down Patchouli Avenue
Walking home then after the movie and symphony and cicadas. We almost missed our stop. The conductor or loudspeaker did not announce them. How is anyone supposed to know when to get off? What do you do if you are … Continue reading
When Your Roommate is a Hummingbird
You might find me weeping today in the garden. Today, on a day of immeasurable beauty. No man or woman or child has ever seen, made, or been to such a place. It started last night after coming home from … Continue reading
When Thunder is Happy
I woke up late. Late like the rabbit in “Alice in Wonderland”. Was it a rabbit? I don’t know. I never read it. All I know is that it’s very late waking up 7:30 a.m. on a summer morning. I … Continue reading
The Birds are Singing Madly
The birds are singing madly. Madly, joyously, outrageously. If you sang like that I would love you forever. And ever. Not once did a bird make me angry, or sad, or confused. They just are. Perfect beauty, grace, joy. Until … Continue reading
Robins on Top of the World
The phone rang early this morning and I ran upstairs to answer it. Phones ringing in the morning or late at night are disturbing……. I don’t have phones in every room and haven’t bothered to learn how to use my … Continue reading
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A Sea of Roses
I’m trying to think of things that would make me feel better today. There are so many reasons to feel joy yet joy is slow to come. Thirty degrees today and snow falling. Have not seen snow since December and … Continue reading
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Sausage, Eggs, Honey, Maria Callas
I don’t know why I am writing about sausage, eggs and honey, accompanied by Maria Callas singing “The Gypsy Song” from the opera “Carmen”. I don’t know why the eggs didn’t break this morning as I was holding them above … Continue reading