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  • Day lilies

    August 11, 2014
    a day in this life

    I haven’t bought any day lilies, yet.  I have been given  some, though.  And foolishly planted them out around my well.

    Did you know that deer love to snack on day lily buds?   It’s true.  I don’t think there is anything in the front yard that they love better.

    So this Fall, I’m moving them inside the fence.

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    I do know that I have orange, pink and yellow varieties.  I’m really curious to see what come up next Spring.

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    (I can’t find a photo of the orange ones, so that will have to wait.)

  • Potato bags are a waste of time and money

    August 11, 2014
    a day in this life

    DSC03085Remember the abundance we had last year?

    This is the total for this year.

    I’ll be planting in the ground from now on.

  • Perfect

    June 21, 2014
    dancing in the field of dreams

    “At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”

    In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing – not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.

    Each baby, then, is a unique collision – a cocktail, a remix – of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.

    When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes – we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.”

    — Caitlin Moran

  • Chinti (a nifty video)

    June 4, 2014
    dancing in the field of dreams

    Chinti from Natalia Mirzoyan on Vimeo.

  • Same as it ever was

    May 1, 2014
    poetry and songs

    I have loved this for decades.

    And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
    And you may find yourself in another part of the world
    And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
    And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
    wife
    And you may ask yourself-Well…How did I get here?

    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
    Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

    And you may ask yourself
    How do I work this?
    And you may ask yourself
    Where is that large automobile?
    And you may tell yourself
    This is not my beautiful house!
    And you may tell yourself
    This is not my beautiful wife!
    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
    Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…

    Water dissolving…and water removing
    There is water at the bottom of the ocean
    Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
    Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/in the silent water
    Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
    Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

    And you may ask yourself
    What is that beautiful house?
    And you may ask yourself
    Where does that highway go?
    And you may ask yourself
    Am I right?…Am I wrong?
    And you may tell yourself
    MY GOD!…WHAT HAVE I DONE?

    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/in the silent water
    Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

    Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
    Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
    Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
    Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
    Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…

    (http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/talkingheads/onceinalifetime.html)

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