Celebrating a Year

week 615 ~ seven minutes past midnight

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seven minutes past midnight
incoming long-distance call
just turned off the bedside light
seven minutes past midnight
loud ring heart pounds fears ignite
unknown dangers could befall
seven minutes past midnight
incoming long-distance call

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August 8, 2020 at 2:15 pm

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July 29, 2020

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A one-winged angel stands watch over the crunchy lawn. Rain on so many days, promised but at the last minute swings north without leaving a drop.

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August 8, 2020 at 2:13 pm

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July 28, 2020

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A tiny harvest from my small garden– looks like a great topping for  grilled cheese sandwich!

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August 8, 2020 at 2:11 pm

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July 27, 2020

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Deep summer green; berries replace blossoms.

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August 8, 2020 at 2:10 pm

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July 26, 2020

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Volunteers all, these Brown-eyed Susans have sauntered out the summer garden in a casual attempt to take over the lawn. I mow around them, smiling at the bright faces of their bravado.

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August 3, 2020 at 4:55 pm

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July 25, 2020

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Still life with small elephant.

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August 3, 2020 at 4:47 pm

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July 24, 2020

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The Captains of Fun strike a languid pose.

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August 3, 2020 at 2:45 pm

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July 23, 2020

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Cake baking by proxy– a fun afternoon project with the elder grandboy. He absconds mid-icing for a neighborhood bike playdate with his “Quaran-team,” but finishes up after with his dad. Later reports declare the finished product to be delicious!

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August 3, 2020 at 2:44 pm

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week 614 ~ the world outside my window

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the world outside my window
moving at a sludgy pace
forward watch as the winds blow
stuck far outside the millrace

moving at a sludgy pace
events slide through my fingers
stuck far outside the millrace
exhaustion coughs then lingers

events slide through my fingers
I close my eyes without dreams
exhaustion coughs then lingers
my shattered future it seems

I close my eyes without dreams
stuck in reverse just can’t find
my shattered future it seems
past the grasp of a dulled mind

stuck in reverse just can’t find
forward watch as the winds blow
past the grasp of a dulled mind
the world outside my window

Written by mairmusic

August 3, 2020 at 2:34 pm

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July 22, 2020

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Hydrangeas, prized by me for their fragrance that allows me to time travel back to my grandmother’s porch in eastern Canada, to be a girl of about 10, reading on the upholstered porch glider, propped up by pillows, without a single care and nothing on my to-do list. I remember it as a picture, a feeling, the breeze, the distant sounds of others at work or play. And for the moment I inhale, I am at peace.

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July 28, 2020 at 4:09 pm

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