Hooray for the graduates and everyone finishing school and safe travels in the summer months.
Here is a stealthie: my feet at Lake Matinenda in one of the one person very tippy canoes. Wear a life jacket and not for severe weather…..
safe travels
Tag Archives: Stealthie
shellfishie
This is a beach but not the ocean. We were on Chesapeake Bay, the Western shore, three days ago.
For Memorial Day, this takes me back to my paternal grandparents’ house, on Topsail Island in North Carolina. The two small black items are fossilized shark’s teeth. As the water erodes the shore, the fossils wash up. My grandparents walked the beach every day and as kids we learned to hunt and spot the shark’s teeth. The white tooth has been replaced by black stone. They are shiny and that curved pointed shape stands out with practice.
My skills returned on the Bay beach. We found other fossils: a fossil dolphin tooth, fossil coral, fossilized bone and wood. The sand and sky and foliage and shells are so different from my Pacific Northwest beaches.
Happy feet
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #111.
Though it isn’t a mundane Monday, is it? I always miss my mother on Memorial Day because her birthday is May 31. The end of May makes me a little sad. She died of cancer in 2000. But…. my feet look like hers.
It’s a selfie with shells and a beach, near fish… A shellfishie….
Ghost
On Halloween night we left Mordechai in the window lit up. I took this in the morning, another stealthie….
Dance ready
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.
Burning
Rumi’s chickpea poem: http://www.superluminal.com/cookbook/essay_chickpea.html
I took the stealthie on the first ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge yesterday morning. A quiet ferry with very few sleepy people…..
The dust stirs
This is not Konya
I am safe
Water falls from the sky on the dust
This is not Turkey
I am safe
The sun warms the dust
I am not of Islaam
I am safe
A seed stirs in the dust
I am not of Christian either: raised atheist
I am safe
A plant grows
I am not a man: a woman
I am safe
Peas ripen
I do not read the Koran
I am safe
Peas are harvested
I have no mystic tradition nor teachers
I am safe
Peas are dried
He does not ask a question
I am safe
Peas are soaked
He is not religious
I am safe
Peas are placed on slow heat
He chooses sex not love
I am safe
Peas come to a slow boil
He refuses love and leaves
I am safe
The ladle of the Beloved smashes down
None of it matters
I am not safe
Stealthie
Yeah, it’s kind of like a selfie. I have one other one up, much more subtle, where my face is visible…. but you have to look very very carefully.
I am entering this into Photrablogger’s Mundane Monday Challenge…. thank you!
