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red clover signals – September 19

9.19 Red clover mites are swarming the back deck and walls. Out front bees of all sorts clamber over the flailing jade plants, and birds of almost any feather empty the premium cardinal blend from the four perched tube.   … Continue reading

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dabbings of yellow – September 14

9.14 dabbings of yellow, an occasional red, a forty degree drop overnight, the trees and temps are turning like lemmings to the sea.   early leaf drops scatter the ground, the air sniffs crisper, the sky a little grayer, the … Continue reading

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a stocky little body – September 1

9. 1 a stocky little body of a boy climbs into my lap touching places of memory.   I still know how to ride a bike read the book and talk about Mr. Peppers and his cat who loves orangesickles. … Continue reading

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maintenance – August 31

8.31 drops in eyes, pills in places, lay down and stretch that back,   oil those hinges, check the lint trap, screen that face and fast.   slide the dipstick, test those tires, air pressure’s good or not   grease … Continue reading

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dry stick branches – August 29

8.29 tree trimming buzzes greet the late summer heat. water fall bed lies flat and dry, mud sticks gasping up to nothing.   clip those dry stick branches before the winter fall blasts bring power lines and lives crashing to … Continue reading

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a long days journey into changes – August 16

8.16 a long days journey into changes knowledge puffs up but wisdom builds up. pain of parents left behind, out, over-the-hill, who needs ‘ya. bye.   redemption comes with a phone call text. luv u all. goodnight. sweet dreams sweet … Continue reading

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he’s washing the dishes – June 16

6.16 he’s washing the dishes. a man shouldn’t do that. it’s embarrassing. the other kid’s dad’s don’t. it’s women’s work. I hide my head.   I stand at the sink now years later and see my mother’s hands raw, cracked, … Continue reading

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water over the dam – May 25

5.25  [on the eve of an 18th birthday] The flow trudging over the falls has turned brown muddy gold. Days of heavy rain in remission have ribbed up the bottom places.   My son will turn a corner in the … Continue reading

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cottonwood mists – May 16

5.16 Cottonwood mists of blowsy swirl ghost the ground and ponds scruffing up along street sides, an early positioning haze.   Warmth soaks up through flannels, last try before summer. Neighbors out for a fragile walk after surgery keep caps … Continue reading

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tired, tired, tired today – April 28

4.28 tired, tired, tired today tried, tried, tried to say that all is good and all is fine, but only heart that heard is mine. ———————–

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