A woman who knows where she’s been, where she is, and where she is headed. Darling Nell and Dear Tigare mirrored, mutually imprinted, souls housed in flesh. Nell, whose thought caches contain many worlds, spillsmemoirs, clears mice nests from boots, and dives intoicy water to retrieve windblown, now sodden, yoga pants. Tig, a helpmate, appreciator…
Author: Lisa or Li
mother, grandmother, gardener, observer of nature, reader, writer, learner, bicyclist, woman who runs with the wolves, lover of music, philosophical daoist. Welcome.
Tanka Tuesday 336 — annual harvest
We gather, families. Planting’s start ends in fields’ sweet plenty, each seed’s wrung miracle made manifest. We, shirts wet, sour sweat under dusk lemon skies raise glad, tearful eyes, whisper thanks to Mother’s graced, successful harvest season. Harvest complete, barns filled, and canning done; midnight bonfires, warm bellies, blue moon. Cool dawn’s wake, in community;…
Tomatoes, peppers, dawn redwood, oh my
It’s been a little bit since posting pics of the produce. These were taken yesterday. That bowl is about a foot across, and without weighing it, I am guessing full it weighs between 5-10#. This is the 3rd big bowl of tomatoes harvested from the plants so far and it looks like there will be…
#FF — Untouchable
PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind Lily’s dream is always the same. She walks an endless green meadow, its tall stems capped with periwinkle, butter yellow, and lipstick pink. Sweet peas and snapdragons scent the air. Her loose-fitting dress billows in warm breezes as she moves, like a cloud moving through cerulean sky. :::Bang!::: Midnight slamming…
The Sandler Family, Purdue Pharma, Dopesick, and The Opioid Crisis in the U.S.
image link (I am not endorsing this rehab place but I like the poster) Without going into an exhaustive research rabbit hole, to learn a little about the origin story of Purdue Pharma, wikipedia does a good job of it. I did not need to watch the HULU Original TV series, “Dopesick” to know that…
Special Delivery
Jules and I exchanged some of our seeds with each other recently, via the post office. Imagine my delight when I found this package in my mailbox. I have Jules’ permission to share it here. I love stamps, and her package to me is a gift in and of itself. Thank You! brown paper springs…
Tao-Talk 