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I acquired this small bas relief many years ago, and it has traveled to the many places I’ve lived. It typically rests on the wall in a bathroom (no particular reason, it just seems to end up there). One morning, the early light came through the sheer curtain on the window and created a pattern on the piece, drawing my eye and inviting me to really look at it.
Continue reading “Haiku: Elephant Epiphany”
None of the geese (to date, anyway) have laid a golden egg, but an American Bresse pullet consistently lays a tinted egg that reminds me of a light champagne South Sea pearl. The small egg has a radiance that isn’t fully conveyed by the photos, but I think they hint at it.
Continue reading “Haiku: Pearly Pullet Eggs”
I’m no fan of Daylight Saving; anything that negatively affects my sleep like this scheme is guaranteed to earn my ire. While I lay awake in bed last night, I wrote this post. After all, if I can’t sleep, why not create?
Continue reading “Musings: Time Changes And Bad Dreams”
The geese are laying, and they have a favorite spot in the barn where they queue up to have their turn (this particular goose is Sinéad, so named because she was bald last year from the gander’s attentions). While all of the ladies demand their privacy, Sinéad’s “stink eye” is enough to keep most other creatures away…and her bodyguard is an additional deterrent.
Continue reading “Haiku: Three’s A Crowd”
All it takes is a day of warm weather and the stink bugs seem to materialize from the ether. They’ll find their way to windows, lamps, and, strangely, the bathroom…and they just keep appearing.
Continue reading “Haiku: Onward And Upward”
One day, while in the laundry room (where I mix up the fermented feed), I moved a dechlorinating bucket of water and something caught my eye. It looked strange, so I took a closer look…and was awed.
Continue reading “Haiku: Silent Strength”