a day with more darkness than sun
yet lights everywhere
someone asleep on the Athens rug
someone strumming down below
serenades waving and welling
feathering the nest of dreams
Saturday, 26 December 2015
Tuesday, 22 December 2015
Holiday balloons
sometimes it all swells up
but in a good way
and you just go along with it
a bit bleary and teary
and welling into the ether
holding on as loose and fast as you can
and trusting in the crest of dreams
but in a good way
and you just go along with it
a bit bleary and teary
and welling into the ether
holding on as loose and fast as you can
and trusting in the crest of dreams
Saturday, 19 December 2015
impatience is...
waiting for Santa
adhering to late night feeding schedules
imagining 11th hour inspirations careening around deadline corners
wiling away a day an hour a minute a moment
instead of wrestling the bear hug and buttery embrace that is
simply being in it all
imperfectly perfect
this moment
right now
adhering to late night feeding schedules
imagining 11th hour inspirations careening around deadline corners
wiling away a day an hour a minute a moment
instead of wrestling the bear hug and buttery embrace that is
simply being in it all
imperfectly perfect
this moment
right now
Friday, 18 December 2015
Tuesday, 15 December 2015
December 15, 1999
A holiday party at Fort Edmonton!
Sleigh rides for the kids, potluck and cheer...
On a minus 30 night with blowing snow...
Sorry kiddies but the sleigh rides are cancelled.
But wait...who is that zooming around the cabin?
Does he live here...is he the resident kitty?
'One of the strays that hangs around...we're not supposed to feed them but sometimes we do.'
And there he was: outside in the snow happy to hop into a lap nestled under a winter coat
and purr and purr and purr.
Time to head home and what were two allergic people to do?
Abscond with a new comrade in tow.
Happy anniversary sweet sweet Frente kit.
Sleigh rides for the kids, potluck and cheer...
On a minus 30 night with blowing snow...
Sorry kiddies but the sleigh rides are cancelled.
But wait...who is that zooming around the cabin?
Does he live here...is he the resident kitty?
'One of the strays that hangs around...we're not supposed to feed them but sometimes we do.'
And there he was: outside in the snow happy to hop into a lap nestled under a winter coat
and purr and purr and purr.
Time to head home and what were two allergic people to do?
Abscond with a new comrade in tow.
Happy anniversary sweet sweet Frente kit.
Saturday, 12 December 2015
Procrastination strategies
a closet in need of decluttering
holds the promise of buried treasures...
the adventures of a human squirrel
holds the promise of buried treasures...
the adventures of a human squirrel
Friday, 11 December 2015
Spoon rest
snuggled by mr Frente
boughs in the darkness of a new moon night
each day less daylight
soon headed the other way
but for now basking in the shroud
torrie pads on forearm
cats and jams
and tea with jam jam and bread
with jam with jam
with jam and bread
boughs in the darkness of a new moon night
each day less daylight
soon headed the other way
but for now basking in the shroud
torrie pads on forearm
cats and jams
and tea with jam jam and bread
with jam with jam
with jam and bread
Thursday, 10 December 2015
Sunday, 6 December 2015
Feline agenda
right now...zzz...
for the next several hours...zzz...
at some intermittent time in the morning
commence to poke, prod and rouse the bipedals
snug on up, tuck on down
acquiesce for now
roll on like small thunder shortly after dawn
let's get busy!
the perfect start to another day
nestled
swaddled
loved
for the next several hours...zzz...
at some intermittent time in the morning
commence to poke, prod and rouse the bipedals
snug on up, tuck on down
acquiesce for now
roll on like small thunder shortly after dawn
let's get busy!
the perfect start to another day
nestled
swaddled
loved
Wednesday, 2 December 2015
Not quite midnight
- purring on the duvet
- muffins...muffins..muffins
- tallying of online impulse purchase ('all will be revealed')
- earbud connection to Motor Away...years away and back again
- sorry news from across the pond...not the way...never the way...at least on the Walkman there was a rewind button
- erasing lines drawn...collective damage
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