I was writing in my journal in the garden yesterday morning and this tiny bug kept crawling into it…. I worried that I would squash it. I took photos and then encouraged it onto a piece of grass and onto the ground.
Beloved bug
I was writing in my journal in the garden yesterday morning and this tiny bug kept crawling into it…. I worried that I would squash it. I took photos and then encouraged it onto a piece of grass and onto the ground.
In Venezuela now
some people get water once a week
and sicken from it
First, withdrawal
When we have our eathquake
Tsumani and roads and bridges are gone
If one in three adults in Utah
Got an opioid prescription in 2014
What are the numbers here?
Opioids
Alcohol
Benzos
Caffeine
After the first wave of death
and grief, withdrawal begins
Not just addictive drugs
from insulin
from blood pressure meds
anticoagulants
seizure medicine
chemo ground to a halt
I read that alcohol is best to trade in disaster
and chaos and loss
Guarded by guns in small gangs
We are told to store water
Where?
If the house falls down
and I can get out, where would I put water?
A bunker in the ground?
I stock straws for water
I wish I could buy 9000
for my town
I stock books for when the computers
go silent
I stock songs in my head
memorized all
I fight for all my patients
Who would I not fight for?
Maybe it would be better to die
or be captured early
I stock love not guns.
http://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2016/may/26/utah-mormons-prescription-painkiller-addiction
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/07/20/the-really-big-one
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #61. What are you trying? Early morning light with snails and bugs…. in my garden….
Katherine White Burling was my maternal grandmother, and this recipe is attributed to her. I still have the small three ring binder that my mother gave me when I was in high school, explaining that my sister and I had to do some of the cooking. We told her what we wanted to make and she would write the recipe in our book and help us. I wrote this recipe out in the 1970s.
preheat the oven to 350 F
cream: 1 C sugar
1/2 C butter
while the butter is softening enough to cream, cut up fruit: apples, pears, peaches, rhubarb, or use berries…
Add: 1 C flour
1 tsp baking powder
salt
2 eggs
Spread in in a buttered, floured pan. Cover with chopped fruit: apples, pears, peaches. Today I am using rhubarb and a peach. I particularly like the tartness of rhubarb.
Sprinkle with sugar and lemon juice
Dot with butter on top.
Bake for 30-40 minutes, depending on your oven.
Cook until browned a little in the part that rises around the fruit, and when a toothpick comes out clean.
mmmmmm
For a while I lived at 7500 feet and had to alter recipes:
subtract 3 tablespoons sugar
use 3/4 tsp baking powder
I stopped driving to work to see these, and another doe and fawn yesterday right in front of my house. The doe was outside the fence and hopped in. I don’t know if a gate is open somewhere or whether she’s raising them in this yard or whether they can hop that fence already too….
After the graduation ceremony was over, we wandered around theΒ Washington State University campus to take pictures. My son explained that the window on the top of the library is called the Nipple of Knowledge, an important photography destination.Β Hooray for all of the graduates and many thanks to the font of learning!
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #60, a tiny web spun to a rose bud….
I left home for Portland on Friday and drove part way. I stayed in a tree….
This is a not very stealthie stealthie. I am ready to dance. The shoes have a story. My daughter and I went to Los Angeles for spring break years ago and to see my friend MP. She is a dance friend, and probably the person that I have danced two step with the most. We usually danced east coast swing in the Washington DC area, but every so often there would be a really good two step song. She led.
MP said, “You have to go to this store,” and handed me an address.
“I do?” I said.
“Yes. The owner designs shoes and has them made in Portugul.”
And yes, I did go and bought three pairs… ready to dance.
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