Dotty Dear dVerse OLN

Dotty Dear Her thin white hairs Float in the air, Stick to my clothes, Go up my nose – They’re everywhere! Cat on my chest, Her own bequest; Claws say I’m hers; So do her purrs – Food is her quest.   Lillian is today’s host of dVerse today, for Open Link Night.

A2Z 2020 — essential oils — M — Marjoram, Sweet

Native to the Mediterranean and Eurasia, Origanum species have been cultivated in Egypt for over 3000 years, were used by the ancient Greeks since classical times and have been grown in England since the 13th century. Some of the earliest records of Origanum use date back to 1600-1200 B.C., when images of the plants were…

dVerse — soup de jour

Born from Mother Chaos and Father Order Mother vivid, brash, capricious, and tormented Father drab, introverted, obsessed, and tormented Each ordered in their imbalances, each oblivious I acknowledge order whether I see it or like it or not, for The paradox of order is in chaos and the illusion of control. My hypervigilance is on…

What do you see # 25 — Hippity Hoppity

Petey and Carla fell in love the first time they met in the clover patch. It was in early Spring, just as all of the winter browns started greening. Petey’s family nest was in the roots of the old cedar tree. Carla’s was under the edge of the farm’s greenhouse. As both of them were…

A2Z 2020 — essential oils — L — Lavender

On St. Luke’s Day in the 14 and 1500s, young maidens sipped lavender in hopes that they would be granted a dream in which they would see their true love. Lavender tucked under the pillows of young men was thought to encourage them to ask for a lady’s hand in marriage. And completing the circle,…

Doodads — growing things

As humans agonize over viruses and the ripples from them, life goes on for much of the planet. Last year I planted Swiss Chard in a large pot and forgot about it.  Glory be, it is alive and kickin.  Soon I’ll be eating homegrown Swiss Chard! I planted 36 brandywine tomato seeds I saved from…

dVerse — prosery 12 — Alive

They lived above the clouds, far from the germs and messiness they’d lied and cheated themselves away from. Luxury abodes with multi-dimensional holodecks immersed them in fairytale landscapes, where things were flawless. Blossoms never wilted; butterflies immortal. Crystal springs gurgled and the insects never bit. Lovers always smiled. When the virus hit on the planet…