04/30/18

What a glorious day! A morning
abed, a movie with Russel, books
to be read, cookies to be eaten,
all followed up by texturizing my
ceiling. I could well do with a
month of Sundays . . . certainly
'twould put me right as rain.

lists to be written
authorship is what I need
days reinvented

04/29/18

It's interesting, to use a very over-worked word,
to find out that I miss all of you, all of a sudden.
One of you is far, far away, and the other two,
relatively near, and yet, I find myself lonely for
you. What is it about friendship, in all of its glory,
that makes such a difference to one's soul?! My
heart goes out to those who really haven't known
or experienced true friendship. Know that I love
you and miss you. Happy Pink Moon!

love me some full moon
am i remembering mom
hate the color pink

04/28/18

What a beautiful day 'twas yesterday.
My friend Deanna came over and I
made four different dishes, all fresh
from the garden. Alas, not my garden,
but fresh nonetheless. Best of all, we
ate outdoors for the first time this year.
Spring has been a long time coming,
but it is ever so enjoyable . . . and I
intend to enjoy every last second of it.

so loving my spring
thought mother had forgotten
here she is all smiles

04/27/18

Color me Sleepless in Seattle! It's 3:30 a.m.
and I still haven't been able to fall asleep. I
give up! Perhaps 'tis excitement that keeps
me awake . . . Russel finished the walls of my
library today and will paint on the morrow. I
spent the day scraping down the floor and will
do more of the same in the morning. I can
truly picture what the library is going to look
like. It IS exciting, and WHY NOT?! I've waited
a long time for this. I don't know if I can stand
all this positivity . . . finally Spring, longer days,
warmer weather, projects getting finished and
being truly moved in drawing near! I think I'll
buy a lotto ticket!

dreams in fruition
life in exclamation marks
a long time coming

04/26/18

Full Pink Moon approaching. I always think
of mother as pink was her favorite color. In
fact, her entire house was done in pink. Wow!
I ask myself as pink is rounding down, how
I am progressing with my mother issues. Am
I still resentful? Have I forgiven her? Have I
forgiven myself? Can I begin to take the color
pink in stride? Is that even possible? I much
value that I can honor my mother, thank her
for the gift of life, respect her work ethic, be
entirely wowed by the kind of mother she
was to my special, blind brother Sammy. I've
come to understand that it isn't required, nor
even necessary, for her to like me or for me
to like her. Liking is such a subjective issue
and I need to get over it. She was a good
mother and role-modeled so many things
for me. Her work ethic made me the teacher
I am today. I am ready to let this issue go.

pink moon pink thoughts pink
thinking good things about pink
my mother in pink

04/25/18 - Friendship ahoy . . .

This thing . . . this thing called friendship . . .
is truly amazing! I have closeted myself for
so long that sometimes I actually forget the
concept entirely. I've been so lost, but little
by little, I believe the finding has begun.
Love is the great healer but me thinks 'tis
actually friendship love that does the trick.

feeling gratitude
gifts of healing acceptance
friendship at its best

04/24/18

I've heard a rumor that it's supposed
to rain and snow, otherwise known as
sleet, most of the day. Yesterday, I was
finally convinced that spring had sprung
but 'twas a false alarm. I'm really starting
to believe that winter hijacked spring! Is
there any hope of warmth in the near
future?

so long for some heat
even my soul is freezing
might be warm in hell

04/23/18

Actual Earth Day was pleasant
in that we took the day in bed
and read, watched movies and
napped. Sooooo NOT how I see
Earth Day as it's supposed to be.
It should have been bright and
sunny with lots of people enjoying
the fair and eating ice cream cones.
Sounds like an analogy of life, if
you ask me. One thing is expected
and yet another is dealt. I think I
need to get a clue, if you will. How
much real life have I lost because
it didn't pan out as expected. I'm
going to give this a think!

did you stay it bed
mama earth it's cold today
i want different

04/22/18 - Earthday

Yesterday, we were fortunate enough to enjoy

the beginnings of Earthday at our local annual

celebration of booths, plants, green info, etc.

'Tis indeed wondrous when a community has

come together for 27 years to celebrate our

Mother. Midst several inches of snow, the

townspeople gathered to honor her. I would

have though staying home the best option,

but here they were, in force, snow or no snow,

to honor the Mother. Happy Earthday to us all!

do you still love us

mother earth mama nature

i am calling you

04/21/18

Yesterday was a gift of the gods. In Paganism,
it was the marriage day of the God and Goddess.
In Mother Nature, it was the GREEN MOON,
lasting 90 minutes and only happens every 420
years. In my personal life, it was a day of
friendship of such magnitude that I was reminded
I am beyond fortunate. What a day!

different kinds of highs
weddings green moons and friendship
a gift from the gods

04/20/18

We spent the evening in front of the fireplace
last night. I was reminded once again of two
of life's greatest gifts . . . friendship and fire.
Wow! The chat was long; food and drink in
short supply. But in due time, the meaning of
life was revealed. Friendship and fire! Both
providing beauty and warmth. Both necessary
to our very existence. Both in rare form. I am
filled with awe. We've known each other for
just under a quarter of a century, a gift of the
gods by which to warm the cockles of the soul.

speaking of friendship
heaven sent and heaven spent
a gift of the gods

04/19/18

Today is a day of anticipation. 'Tis the
perfect reinforcement to my positive
interlude. The first friend I made in US
is coming to spend the afternoon. I am
ever so pleased. This evening, the best
of the bestest is spending the night. My
heart swells with joy. Somehow, I need
to find a way to create moments such as
these in the interest of both survival and joy!

anticipation
taking the moment in stride
interlude to joy

04/18/18

I awake each morning, albeit it 3:30, 6:30 or
somewhere in between, and simply vomit forth
whatever I find lurking there. Perhaps, I should
take some time, think things through, before I
put pen to paper, as it were. I do recognize that
what I do is some kind of birthing from the
subconscious. I have used this purposely and
hopefully in order to garner someinsights
into my soul.

alas early spring
winds of change and destruction
fires everywhere