For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Abundance
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
I am Elwha.
I am small and my sister and I chase each other in and out of the house. In to all the rooms! One day I jump in the big white smooth receptacle and it is full of water! Warm! and I can’t touch bottom! I can’t get out! I HOWL!
Mother comes, fishes me out and puts me down. I run out of that room. She drops a big cloth over me and rubs me a little. I am drenched and I smell like flowers! It takes hours to clean up. My sister sniffs me and laughs.
I never jump in there without looking again.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: drenched.
I wrote this thinking about the increasing number of homeless because of housing costs and that incomes aren’t keeping up. And even if the income has kept up, a lay-off and an illness can put people so far behind that they can end up homeless. In Denmark, they rent rooms to students in nursing homes. Part of the payment is that they have to spend time with some residents. When will we set that up here?
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Volunteer
A man I know slides into kidney failure.
He’s already there when I meet him,
care for him
for a number of years.
He’s a really nice man.
Over time a bit more disheveled
unkempt
dialysis twice a week.
Even so, once on dialysis,
people die younger
than the rest of us.
Over time he is in and out of the nursing home.
loses touch with friends,
in the home so much
that even when he isn’t there
he goes there
and volunteers.
They have become his family and home.
At last he is so tired
he stops dialysis
and goes to the nursing home for the last time.
The staff call me, crying.
“He is hurting,” they say, “Do something.”
He can’t swallow.
I see him and place a fentenyl patch.
He mostly sleeps then
but is no longer in pain
He dies a few days later.
I haven’t seen this before:
The nursing home staff cry
for this man
this volunteer
this friend
and I do too.
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One reason that he did well at the nursing home was that they understood how frail he was and that he couldn’t do very much. They gave him very gentle volunteer jobs and enjoyed his company. Sometimes when people are very frail or ill, others avoid them or just do not understand.
Elwha and Sol Duc when they first went out in the cat cage. Whoo-hoo! Climb!


For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: jungle-gym.
Another from my neighbor’s garden.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Happy
May Sarton writes of happiness, in the quiet at home.
I am so happy when I dance that I smile with joy.
I wonder about the Sufis spinning
and if it is the same.
The poetry has that joy
and anyone who calls God/Dess the Beloved
has my attention.
One who was almost a friend
would laugh with me at restaurants.
Twice strangers thank us for having so much fun.
say our laughter gives them joy.
Thinking about happiness,
I think of my son’s capacity for joy
and wonder where he got it.
Surprise: from me, I think.
From me.
I can exercise using rocks on the beach. I should do some lifting with this rock, shouldn’t I?

Or maybe that is a bit too ambitious to start with.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: unlikely.
From my neighbor’s yard: she is a fabulous gardener.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
The Polka Dot Ball on Saturday was an explosion of POLKA DOTS!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: explosion.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
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Or not, depending on my mood
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain!
An onion has many layers. So have I!
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Some of the creative paths that escaped from my brain!
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Coast-to-coast US bike tour
Generative AI
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