For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: costume.
Danse macabre
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: costume.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: costume.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: dead.
I took this in church two weeks ago. What does this have to do with death? I am thinking of one of the rounds we learned to sing when I was small:
all things shall perish from under the sky
music alone shall live
music alone shall live
music alone shall live
never to die
We sing for birth and death and loss and joy and work and to comfort each other and for harmony. May all the world dissolve in music.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: sublime.
My daughter was home from noon Saturday until 3 pm Sunday. We took two beach walks in between her spending most of her time studying.
I zoomed in with my cell phone trying to figure out what the tiny gold boat on the horizon is. We thought either a light colored boat or a barge of sawdust…. It rained all Saturday night and some of Sunday and some of the time on the beach. But we had sun too.
This is looking north from North Beach, towards Vancouver Island.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: home.
Home for me is as much outdoors as indoors. I took this last March. Ms. Boa Cat is guarding me. I am not sure what ghost is in the chair, but I am sure she can see the ghost. She is very aware of my moods.

The back of the library box folds down to a table. This is early morning and the library box faces south.

Here is a bit of the house.
And it’s good to stretch at home in the morning in the sun.

For Friday’s Ragtag Daily Prompt: slide.
Do they ever start sliding down and dislodge each other?
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: drench.
More early morning Salish Sea, water reflecting the sky.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: friend.
Malene has known me since she was in college with my parents. Since I was a baby. I know her children and grandchildren as well…. friends.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: empower.
J and I did not pick these mushrooms. We only picked two kinds, that we were both sure were edible. We must have seen about 15 species or more… I feel empowered to collect mushrooms and eat those we are sure of, but I am going to be very very cautious about others.
And I have had people say that they would never eat a mushroom that someone collected. I know some of the mushroom collectors that sell to our food coop and I trust them. Do we trust things in stores more than our wilderness now? And yet some things in stores are not safe….
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: flag.
I am flagging today. I had just a touch of cold symptoms Sunday and then got worse and worse in clinic yesterday. I wore a mask to try to keep from giving my cold to my patients. Home to bed as soon as I finished the last one, but today I am up early, in spite of ten hours sleep , and worse. I have learned the hard way that if I try to “work through it” I will cough for weeks or get pneumonia, so I will cancel clinic today.
I like the elements in this photograph, the triangle of the adult, the kayak and the gull. I also like the child “perched” on the gull’s back. It reminds me of an old children’s book: At the Back of the North Wind, by George McDonald, first published as a serial in 1868. It’s an odd and magical story.Β The whole text is available on project Gutenberg here. I like to read children’s books when I have a cold and am trying to rest. They are very comforting.
And here is an illustration on line as well.
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