In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.”
From my visit to Texas for a memorial service, white flowers enveloped in purple leaves and air and sun. Memories of George.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.”
From my visit to Texas for a memorial service, white flowers enveloped in purple leaves and air and sun. Memories of George.
Our local high school mountain bike team and coaches, at the Washington State high school competition….
Here is the Lady Washington at the 2009 Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend Bay. I’m putting this up for Ompong since he likes galleons. I have toured her but not sailed on her. I hope to sail on her some day!
A riot of boats and color at the Wooden Boat Festival in 2007.
grief is an ox
that stands in the room with me
and overshadows
everything
no
grief
is a plow
pulled by an ox
I try to guide it
in the furrows
no
grief is the heavy ground
the plow turns it
the ox pulls
I guide it
in the furrows
no
I am grieving
I let it be close
I don’t push it
in to an ox
in to a plow
in to the earth
I let it in
I grieve
Platosgroove asks for a picture of the Nuf canoe I am repainting. Here it is sanded. It is a flat bottom plywood canoe that was designed by Carl Chamberlin of Basic Boats originally for a child to paddle around it. My two kids and I built it over ten years ago at the Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend, Washington. The family boatbuilding allowed us to pay for materials, plans, space and volunteer help. My father came and provided tools. My daughter was four or five, I think, and son around ten. At one point my daughter said, “Mom, let go of the drill.” I did and she drilled the holes herself.
I have two coats of paint on the inside and one on the outside. I am painting it red to match “Sun Tui”, the 23 foot sailboat. One more coat on the outside and it can go back in the water.
This canoe weighs only 30 pounds, so I can move it from car to water easily. However, if we use it in the sound, we stay very close to shore: too tippy in the cold sound water.
I was in Pullman, Washington two weekends ago visiting my son. The clouds and light were magic.
Z for ZZZzzzzz…. shhhh, everyone is asleep after the Blogging from A to Z Challenge and I am tiptoeing my last contribution in during May…..very quietly.
Yesterday morning Boa cat brought a mouse in the house. I heard it squeaking and protesting being played with before being eaten. Then Boa called me insistently, with her mouth full of squeaking mouse. I started down the stairs and she dropped it and it ran into a closet. She lost it.
I tried to find it, gingerly. I had to get the recycling out of that closet anyhow, because Tuesday is recycling day. I picked things up rather carefully. I found the mouse once but it skittered away in the closet again before Boa grabbed it and I was not about to grab it. Sharp teeth.
Last night Boa brought the mouse into my bedroom and tore around, chasing it. I think. I am not entirely sure whether Boa really did bring the mouse in or whether it was a dream. If it was a dream, it was very convincing and had five parts or more. And then I dreamed or heard crunching.
There is a pile of paper knocked over on the stairs. I have not checked my room for mouse feet or a tail. In the night I hoped Boa would keep the mouse on the floor and not bring it up on the bed. She didn’t.
The cat in the picture is not Boa. It’s Princess Mittens. She was about a year old and stood at the open back door growling at the terrible things in the back yard: a doe and two fauns, there to steal the apples. Princess Mittens was hit by a car last summer, at age ten. Boa misses her but would never ever admit it.
And there: I am done with the A to Z Challenge! Sleep well, everyone!

Y is for why in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge as in WHY did I FAIL!!!? I was supposed to post the whole alphabet by April 30th! It is May!
Well, actually, because life intervened, which is fine.
Friends were moving out of a rental and have a gap to the next one, so moved in with us. We went from two people, a fish and a cat, to six people, a fish and a cat. One of the people is two and another is seven, and they brought their parents along. They moved in last Wednesday, two days before May 1. So things got really exciting! The house is a mess! Well, really, my teen daughter would say it’s always a mess and she would be correct by some people’s standards. I am able to ignore clutter pretty successfully and my main rule is food at the table only, for kids. Boa cat keeps bringing mice in to show me and play with and I don’t want a big mouse population.
I got to X in the challenge during April and now I will finish it in May. And I am happy with that!
The picture is Port Townsend Bay. I think it looks like a giant wave in the background, but it’s Marrowstone Island, with mist rolling off it.

For Ronovon’s weekly haiku challenge: source and thought.
Source thought, Beloved
taught, be love terse sought seer
striving taut, bee loved.
The photo is Boa cat who is quite loved.
Home to the Longette & Longette Lite
Intelligence that is not artificial: we are real.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
Discover and re-discover Mexicoβs cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
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!
Exploring the great outdoors one step at a time
Some of the creative paths that escaped from my brain!
Books, reading and more ... with an Australian focus ... written on Ngunnawal Country
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
Coast-to-coast US bike tour
Generative AI
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
imperfect pictures
Refugees welcome - FlΓΌchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflΓΌchtete 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.
En fotoblogg
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NEW FLOWERY JOURNEYS
in search of a better us
Less Noise. More Meaning
Art from the Earth
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Taking the camera for a walk!!!
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
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