Ming and I went to Death Valley yesterday morning. We saw the sun rise twice, because of how the mountains are. There were almost no people around. We went to Salt Creek so Ming could look for pupfish. He has a thing for them. I sang, which felt good–I didn’t feel the energy in a… Read More »
Tag: desert
Rhyolite desert fun
There are a few more photos from yesterday. I wanted to show you–piles where people were sorting broken dishes and pretty glass. I liked seeing the evidence of their work. The desert glass is kinda like sea glass. Ming liked touching this ruin cube.
birthday beauty
Hey, I survived another trip around the sun. Last night I was sad and cried a pond. Felt appropriate, missing my mom. She birthed me, raised me, taught me good things and bad, saw me, listened to me breathe. I spent almost all of my birthdays with her. I miss her. This morning I was… Read More »
you are not too much
My friend gave me a surprise gift–these You Are Not Too Much cards came in the mail a few days ago. I said, “Oh, this must be my present from A!” because she’d mentioned she ordered me a present that took a while and was finally on its way. These cards are the most validating… Read More »
desert beauty with shoes
Hey, guess what. We’re at an airbnb by Joshua Tree. We went for a walk this morning and saw the sunrise. I really like creosote and the gray balls with seeds are really cute. Thank you to Ming for photographing me. Here’s jojoba–I remember it from when I worked at the botanic garden in Santa… Read More »
doing life
Hey, my beautiful darling finally guestblogged. That last post is so lovely, like a poem. I fill with curiosity–what will he say next? His words nourish me like little tasty fruits. I’m like pacman eating his words like those dots in a line. Doing life–talking to people, listening to music, sleeping, eating delicious foods. I… Read More »
so happy
“Showers are dangerous places! Especially if you might get struck by the lightning of ideas,” I told Ming. “I couldn’t write it down, because there wasn’t a pen–I thought of using soap crayons, but there were none.” I sowed some seeds for microgreens, sunflowers this time, and I thought they were dead, that they must… Read More »
don’t touch me wrong
Hey, guess what today is. You have three guesses. Nope, not egg day. Not Thanksgiving, though every day is good for thanksgiving. No, not International Popsicle Day, probably. I didn’t look that up. Today is the anniversary of the first nuclear bomb test, Trinity Day. In the desert, where my peeps are from, in New… Read More »
valid love
“When you get the chance, will you hit my back?” I asked Ming. He was washing dishes. He said yes and came over to me where I sit at my desk. I learned forward a little–he hit my back in the middle, and I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, rhymically–I had been burping and… Read More »