There was a plant section in the conference I went to in Portland, Oregon. This is not a flower, but it is so flower like. I love the pale stripes on the tip of each leaf.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
pale green
red hot
A friend and I go to Hawaii, to the big island, in March of 2018. The road near Kilauea is closed because of fumes. The level of the lava had dropped. My friend and I find a place where we can see it in the distance and wait for nightfall to get these photographs.
We could see it in the day and clearly they were right about fumes.
It got much more impressive as it got darker.
The real eruption started about a month later, destroying houses and land and building new land.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: molten.
Color abstract
This is a pie plate that I use as a bird bath in my garden. With the colorful leaves and water, it becomes abstract. ii
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Cellist
This is Jonathan Doyle and Sage Coy playing at the Bishop Hotel this past Tuesday.
And here is another cellist, Ben Sollee, celebrating rescuers.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: cello.
Color block
From my Oregon hike on Wednesday.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Fun in hell
Even when I go through hell on earth
mother dies, marriage crumbles
sister cancer, father cries
divorce, sister dies
pneumonia, pneumonia, pneumonia
can’t breathe and still have to defend myself
when accused of crazy and reported
Bitch is not a psychiatric disorder
hypoxia is not a psychiatric disorder
my cousin helps my niece to sue me
I never thought my family would have lawsuits
never
yet my sister sets them to explode
after she dies
I don’t quite die
though it is pretty rough
and grief tears at my throat
like a wolf, like a lion
like a hyena,
piranhas
I have two children and I stay
because they do not deserve this mess
I guard and fight and stay present
And there is laughter
even in hell
I time a comment and my daughter
snorts milk out her nose
I tell my children I shouldn’t handle knives
because of a meeting at work
“Five against one?” says my son
“Yes,” I say
“Well, they didn’t have enough people, did they?”
And I laugh and we go out to dinner.
Is this my fault?
Is it something I did?
The marriage was me, yes,
I do two years of counseling
trying to understand
I can’t change it
but maybe I can understand
A sort of a friend
ok
a false friend
a liar
says he never changes.
I say I always try to learn
I want to know
I want to grow
how can he not grow?
how can he refuse to learn?
he doesn’t talk to me any more
he stops speaking to people forever
but
there is no forever
there is now and the Beloved
and the dark and the light are united
after death
will you be a proton
or an electron
or gravity?
There are hells on earth
worse than mine
prayers
I send prayers
for the innocents
everyone was newborn
and innocent
once
Thirst
We do want to escape fear. We want to escape to somewhere else. No more deaths of innocents, any innocents. Escape, but send the message first: don’t let people die of thirst, do not, do not. Please, do not.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: escapism.
Our turn
“Our turn,” say the maple leaves, “Our turn to flower in color and glory!”
Our natives are vine maples and big leaf maples. Glorious against the evergreens.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Walking a pet
I would have trouble walking this pet, who weighs 90 pounds, a bit cumbersome The owner explains, “She’s happy to go to a stranger because her goal is to get to the ground. Strangers are not as good at holding her.” We were at the PACNWRS, with many many many snakes. Most of them are not out, but are contained.
Of course, if you need a special hat, well, maybe it’s the place to be.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: cumbersome.
Hike by scree
Our hike two days ago was not up the scree slope, but seemed built of scree.
Here is the down view.
Going up to our right was the slope.
To our left was the view.
The little side trails led to the waterfalls.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: scree.
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