Here I am with the eucalyptus tree I really love, and its new fence. We found this burnt out church. Weird, huh. It has a community garden behind it. Finding the garden felt strange like a dream. I used to always dream of finding gardens, but usually they were my own that I had forgotten… Read More »
Hey, I got too sad. Sadness malfunction. Can I distract you with a photo? How about a river? Is that picture of Ming extraordinarily beautiful, or is it just me? Sunrise by the river. I’m calling him Basket Babe because he’s like Moses. It’s a long story having to do with learning disability, destiny, and… Read More »
I think Silvia Federici has a new old book Revolution at Point Zero. Guest Blogger here. Silvia’s book arrived today from PM Press in a brown paper wrapper. Our hero regular blogger, is an acolyte of Silvia and of Noam Chomsky. Boyfriend Noam is more well known. Boyfriend Noam is pretty old. If boyfriend Noam… Read More »
I was at an airbnb far away, in a different desert, with Ming and another friend. The other friend left a note in the guestbook, and drew a bird that they left unfinished. I said I preferred the bird unfinished–anyone can draw a whole bird! A bird half-sketched is way better! Alas, I think my… Read More »
I always see roses as about my mom. Their beautiful struggle. Especially red ones, as that was her favorite color, when I was young. These roses are simple like wild ones, not the multiple layers of petals, but small and one layer. I was lying in bed on my way to sleep, writing a txt… Read More »
Hey, did you know I have special needs? Did you know if a girl doesn’t kick people or knock over her desk, she’ll be mostly ignored, no matter how strange she is? I didn’t want to play Sorry or Barbies, or watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang again–I wanted to look at anchovies. what I wanted… Read More »
Hey, guess what? We’re at this cabin we like, by a river. I have lizard feelings. I’m looking forward to the sun coming up, so we can walk the three minutes over to the water. cabin as habitat The sliding glass door has vertical blinds, and they clatter in the ac breeze and fan breeze. … Read More »
Laura-Marie is my name–making soup at 3am is my game. Veg are my darlings. Oh delicious, the bounty of Earth. The sweet potatoes got overdone but were still pretty good. The broth was spicy and so delicious. I was concerned it would be too much ginger. But ginger, garlic, pepper, salt, and the veg-ness was… Read More »
Hey, did you know I’m crazy for pallets? Yep–true love, way back. My friends say you can make all kinds of stuff from them. Me, I love them because they’re beautiful! They don’t have to do anything but be. What gorgeous lines. The light shining on them is so pretty. They’re plentiful, yet radiant and… Read More »
I’m talking about feeding people, how to love, how we have bodies that need to be tended to, in pain or hunger or anything. To have a body is to need. Peace is in the body. There you go–good luck with your needs. If we want to learn at school, we need to eat. If… Read More »