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mantis on a sunflower

I was passing through our courtyard, stopped to say hello to some sunflowers.  Then I yelled with surprise, when I saw a mantis on a sunflower, in our garden. I went back inside the house to put down the laundry basket, wash my hands, and get my phone to take a picture.  Ming was on… Read More »

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virga

Hey, do you know what virga is?  Virga is when the cloud is raining, but the rain doesn’t reach the ground.  We saw some on our early morning walk, the other day. I always get excited by virga.  Years ago I learned about it from my best friend.  Her play Verve of Verge has a… Read More »

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hollyhocks

Look at these pretty hollyhocks we saw in Kingman, Arizona.  On our way home from that long trip. I think they’re adorable.  I marvel at their old fashionedness.  Maybe we should grow hollyhocks. Hey, look at these sweet little white roses also.  These were at out hotel in Seligman, Arizona. Are they heartbreakingly tender, or… Read More »

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more postcards

I made more postcards about loving Nevada, for that postcard project.  Would you like to see them? This last one I can’t use for the project because it violates the terms of the project–positivity.  Not sure what I’ll do with it.  But I’m make even more postcards today. There was a zoom for the postcard… Read More »

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happy Solstice

Hey, happy solstice.  It’s a sacred day, for me.  I hope to do some extra fun stuff, in addition to my normal stuff.  Extra fun: make some solstice art, special gardening, sing.  Maybe a ritual, if I’m lucky.  There’s a Las Vegas Radical Mental Health Collective meeting also. A few days ago I recorded a… Read More »

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food photos

Here are some food photos, for your salivating pleasure. I cooked some amaranth for breakfast, but I used coconut milk instead of water.  And I used my crockpot on the white rice setting.  Wow, it carmelized a little on the bottom, and was sweet.  This was trader joe’s coconut milk.  It was supposed to be… Read More »

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all amaranth, all the time

Woe betide the human who doth love me, made to pose with amaranth, till death by vibrant sidewalk flower. Yeah, where did that come from.  A previous century, I guess.  All amaranth, all the time.  Is it overwhelmingly beautiful, or is it just me? “Would you kneel down right there?  That’s a bend, not a… Read More »

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the mystery of love

mama Fall without my mom is pretty ridiculous.  Today feels like the first real fall day, and I’m crying, that she is not on earth with me.  It feels really stupid, like too much to ask.  How could I have fall without her? The coolness, sweaters.  The smell of pencils being sharpened.  Trees losing their… Read More »

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ancestor bird

My stomach hurt, and I hadn’t eaten anything weird or new.  I have these pills with enzymes in them, that I can take.  So I took one and did some stretches I like. I tip a little, to each side, as I stretch.  My fundus is where my ulcer was / is, which is a… Read More »