December 21, 2016

Lets Get a Tree Anyway


Too old and alone for a tree, but a little girl needs one.
Even for one night.

The trek is the thing.
Through the alpine doors.
Santa on the left, trees and ornaments for sale on the right, with flocking.

Saw in hand, Pa heads after the waving curls and flapping coat.
The best tree is as far as we can go of course,
by the white horses cropping in the next door field.

On the way home, an emu trots along along the road with us.
It high steps back with us as we reverse to see.

Shake out the dead needles. Cut off the too long trunk.
Make it sturdy in the homemade thick iron welded holder.
Throw on the lights. One string smacks the floor and goes out.

The helper thrills to all of this. Just a few ornaments.
And we're done.

Time for playing around arranging the nativity guys.

December 30, 2015

sick of


sick of being sick of being sick.

cold
shivery
achy
depressed
alone

May 6, 2015

Sermon on the Mount

Jesus spoke to  his disciples, amazing, radical words,
but the crowd followed and listened too.
I read and studied and still am struggling with the mystery of it.

Now when Jesus saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. 
His disciples came to him,  and he began to teach them.

The Beatitudes

He said:
 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.  
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. 
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. 
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

May 4, 2015

new neighbors and birds' eggs


two new houses in a formerly empty flat field
bring two new neighbors, also another next door
fewer titmouse, finches, towhees, European doves, quail at the feeders
quail rushing from orchard pruned-piles to rock rose hedge to lane
a sparrow's nest in yellow climbing rose
blue jay diving into rose, the quail's  rock rose
three foot gopher snake slides from prune-pile branches to rock rose
ravens search from the sky with excellent vision
vultures wait patiently
heartbreak in Spring


March 2, 2015

Means something to me

Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.


 

Glasses

My glasses are so important that when I twist them while reading in bed, head on pillow, or when I bump my head on the refrigerator door and they bend or when my riding helmet squashes them crooked and I can't see clearly cuz the progressive lenses are askew, I must hightail it to Optical to get some straightening.

Right Away.
I do not like not being able to see clearly.
Blurriness is my bane.

January 24, 2015

My boy


My girl





Little Sod House on the Prairie




And Laura!



Silly Grandies


My Silly Kiddlies!



July 26, 2014

Ooooh, I LOVE the Aquarium!


Always have.
Monterey Bay is the best.

And BIRTHDAYS, too!

At the Ranch


Bock, Bock. 











 


Most interesting,
trying to feed, but tricky for tiny fingers.

Sitting on Alan, easy, patting his fur.
Teacher lays hand on Alan, he relaxes. 
Thanks teacher.