Naps are for the very young, then we forget or scorn naps for years. We think of those who nap as old when we are 8 or 10 or 20, still wet behind the ears. Once we climb down from the laps of those who try to teach us about the whirled and we’ve mastered running free, we fight the time for bed. My son would cry right before the pearled evening would close his eyes, fighting sleep with dread. He might miss a fun filled happening. We run fast and learn until we reach an age or illness where we tire and fall asleep in day on a couch in spite of sun. Wake climbing out of sleep like from the ocean or swampy mire. Our children now make fun of us, they fill the gaps, as we have reached the age where we once again need naps.
I took the photograph from a train in 2017, going from Edmonds, Washington, to Chicago.
Untie my heart and go find I am not looking anymore I am playing for the summer Back to work in the fall but my heart is untied and has escaped control. It might be wild or quiet or silly or angry. It might like this today and that tomorrow. It might wail with sorrow and then laugh and laugh.
Heart untied and
The white furry object is not a tie. It is a Barbie stole made of rabbit fur and lined with pink fabric. Both cats are enjoying carrying it around the house and shaking it and pretending that it is a live rabbit. That stole has to be nearly 50 years old, so I am letting the cats choose it as a toy. Good that I have great ancient cat toys.
The flowers float like gold petillant bubbles in the woods, their crackling too soft for my human ears.
I think this is a berry, but I’m not sure. It is on an old farm in Quilcene, gone wild. There is a cherry tree and four rhododendrons, an old chicken coop and an apple tree. Salmonberries and this. What is it?
Refugees welcome - Flüchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflüchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
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