The sky is clear this am and we head out at 5:30 to enjoy it, with low tide a +1.1 at 7:40. The eagles were out enjoying the sun too, and the moon is still up. Have a wonderful morning!


For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
It is hard to write about hunger
I am always hungry
I am always afraid
I always long for love
How can I always be hungry?
The hunger is partly for food
and partly for love
They are tied together
“You have food insecurity,”
A friend says
I want to argue and do
but I also know that he is right
I am always worried about food
My daughter has it too
she admits that even as she finishes a meal
she wants to know that there is food for the next meal
A friend tell me about running out of food
hiking in Alaska. He is ok with it.
My daughter and I agree we will never camp with him.
My mother says that pregnant
she is hungry the entire time
fantasizes about a banana split and chocolate syrup
After the baby is born
“I did not want the banana split!”
she says and laughs
Maybe it is the baby who is hungry
inside the womb, the fetus that is hungry
“The doctor yells if I gain any weight.” laughs my mother.
Hunger and love intertwined.
I don’t see my mother for nine months after birth
because she is ill.
I curl around my daughter ferociously
I want to protect her from any harm
I eat when I am hungry and feed her food and love
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The photograph is me and my mother. She is getting over tuberculosis and is still very thin. I think that my grandparents took the photograph. I took the photograph of the photograph.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: hunger.
We had sun yesterday! But mostly, we have had rain rain rain and clouds on the Olympic Peninsula this spring.
With record breaking temperatures across the US, I can’t complain much about rain. I took today’s photograph a few days ago, in the early morning. We walk hoping the sun will peek through. It is peeking through but not on us. It is peeking far over the water in the distance.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: half light.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
The hills don’t look that colossal, do they? But this is taken zoomed in from the Olympic Peninsula and the hills are on Vancouver Island. Here is one not zoomed:

It was a colossally low tide and we were hunting fossils. Fossil clams, fossil snails and stories of fossil dinosaur bones.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: colossal.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
I took this two days ago on an early beach walk starting at North Beach. The sky was amazing and beautiful. We had intermittent sun through the clouds and very little rain on that walk. It’s easier to see the clear agates when the sun lights them up.
I did not find any clear agates. B found one that met his criteria. There were many other beautiful rocks. This one was way too big to bring home. The rock itself is almost a rainbow.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: rainbow.
My roses have been waiting and waiting for some sun.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
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