Yesterday I visited my favorite farmer and bought this and that. The pumpkin harvest is in. They were selling empty crates for $5 but I had no way to get them home. The crates would be perfect for composting. Two nights ago I went outside just as darkness was falling. The moon has been so…
Category: Doodads
Doodads — bike rides and kousa update
I decided to turn this manipulated collage image I did into a banner for Doodads. Click on the images’ highlighted link in the captions to take you to a larger image.
Doodads — photos and poems
More pics from this week. The rain has brought out the fungi. The bike trails are lovely at this time of year. The pear tree is both a tease and a traitor. moon falls from the sky, lands in the tall grass, and cracks — patient, she rises, healed Ms. Pac Man’s hunting easier to…
Doodads — September images not already posted, with poems
September’s palette green purple yellow and tan soft shoes, still sunny she tries to hide, but she’s too pretty in bed of soft hydrangeas my hair afrizz, I’m having a purple moment in now’s perfection green fern dresses with wide open smiles, our faces to the sun a bee festival every day on our stage…
Doodads — Getting Fit
Twenty three days ago, my oldest son told me about CICO, which stands for calorie-in calorie-out and sent me a link to an article written by a lady who had lost 90# in a year’s time by using calorie counting. I was impressed with what seemed like a painless way to take off the many…
Doodads — sunflowers and others
A poem from childhood that the asters reminded me of: A road like brown ribbonA sky that is blue,A forest of green with the sky peeping through.Asters deep purple,A grasshopper’s call,Today it is summer;Tomorrow is fall.—Anonymous
