For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Berries
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Stille means quiet in Danish. Two syllables
still-leh, with a soft lilt at the end
a soft lilt at the end, stille
jeg taenker om dig
pronounced yii tanker om die
dig is pronounced die
seems appropriate for this poem
but dig means you and taenker think
and you can guess the rest
peaceful and stille
I am here
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Taken in late April 2021.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: hover.
Lichens and mosses are amazing.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
The tree colors this year have been amazing! I think it is because the rain started late. I hope all the trees survive. I watered mine and thanked them and said I hoped they would stay. I say “mine” but I just live here. The trees were here before me and I hope after as well.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
This is my dead steampunk pirate costume. That’s what I wore Saturday morning for the Farmer’s Market. Friends were playing music and I danced. I managed to lure one very little person out to dance. She held my fingers and watched my feet as I let her around. She was fascinated, but did not want to look at my face. Sensible small person!
I switched to a skirt and skeletal stockings for the evening. The stockings are both left legs. The socks are both right legs. You can tell by where the fibula is in the lower leg: it should not be on the same side in both legs! I danced to a great Port Angeles Band: funk and reggae. I liked Joan Baez reggae style. Loads of fun and I won the dead steampunk pirate category. Well, there weren’t categories. I gave the prize to the band.
My friend P took this photograph with my phone. Thank you, P!
I need some stamina today. I have my last pulmonary rehabilitation visit, #24, and then a dress rehearsal tonight for the concert on Saturday and Sunday. You should come!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: stamina.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
I love walking the beaches here and there is a little fear involved. The cliffs can and do collapse. Sometimes the collapse goes out past the median tide line. It would be lethal to be under these cliffs when a piece lets go.

But the beaches are so beautiful and it’s worth the risk. I worry about seeing feet sticking out when I come across a newly collapsed area. A friend of mine saw a huge section collapse and said it was terrifying.
Happy Halloween, everyone.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: fear.
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