#FF — Blent

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson When we first arrived, we’d learned how to blend. The mobile hairless ones appeared to be the leaders of this carbon-hydrogen-nitrogen-oxygen-sulphur-phosphorus-based planet; and they had little regard for any but their own kind, no tolerance at all for anything different, and outright hostility towards anything or anyone that challenged their…

#FF — Tree Tour

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young Jem and Peet chugged along the Everglades trail, their first trip since lockdown ended. “Peet, it’s nice to be out of the house, but Florida in July?” “Jem, I wanted to see a mangrove tree,” said Peet, checking off the box on his tree list. “I’m geeked we leave for…

#FF — Capsula Mundi

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Under normal circumstances, at life’s end funeral and burial arrangements would have already been finalized and notarized. These were not normal circumstances. I was only forty years old. My sons learned that the dental hygienist was an anti-masker in her off hours and had infected dozens during their routine cleanings….

Hug a Tree for 15 Minutes (and Complain to It) — THE DIRT

After this challenging year, Marina Abramović, perhaps the world’s most famous performance artist, recommends everyone vent their frustrations to a favorite tree in a public park. She asks us to hug one tightly for no less than 15 minutes and pour out your woes to it. Your angst will be „absorbed in the bark,“ and […]…

dVerse — apple — With a little help from my friends*

Like any tree, apples make themselves welcome in a community; they prefer wind, rain, temperateness, hills, and a fair bit of sunshine. Pollinators adore the wispy allure of the fragrant blossoms, who call them in for a sweet powder-nectared blend of nature’s tang; mutual orgasm achieved. Bees, butterflies, and birds stagger through the air, intoxicated,…

Doodads — 12/26/19

I woke up today to sunny skies.  When I put recyclable items in the bin outside it wasn’t even cold, somewhere in the 50’s.  I ended up walking out back to check things out.  More trees have fallen because of the extremely high water table.   Looking up the clouds were moving fast.  Looking down I…

Sycamore Sun

Orb speaks to me from dappled boughs: “My grace allows This perfect place Upon your face.” “On Autumn days I like to shine Warm earthly shrine Thank you who pray For sun each day.” “I make trees smile when I alight Leaves, bark shine bright I warm your bones I love our home.”   Last…