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Sol Duc and the farm

This morning is quiet, quiet and Sol Duc and I took a late walk for us. We could hear bugs and a train, across the valley. We went over to the fence where the farm starts. Barbed wire and an electrified fence, so we did not trespass. Sol Duc is wearing red, but get her in the weeds and she’s darn difficult to see.

Have a wonderful day and drive carefully.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: barbed wire.

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Advent of lights

On Saturday, Wild Rose Chorale caroled downtown and I took pictures.

At four pm people started to gather at the tree for the lighting ceremony and the train.

Santa arrives on the Kiwanis Train and then we count down to the tree lighting!

And we have the advent of the lights.

Wild Rose has a concert this Friday in Port Townsend! Here: https://www.wildrosechorale.org/upcoming-concerts/

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: advent.

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Naps

Naps are for the very young, then we forget
or scorn naps for years. We think of those who nap
as old when we are 8 or 10 or 20, still wet
behind the ears. Once we climb down from the laps
of those who try to teach us about the whirled
and we’ve mastered running free, we fight the time for bed.
My son would cry right before the pearled
evening would close his eyes, fighting sleep with dread.
He might miss a fun filled happening. We run
fast and learn until we reach an age or illness where we tire
and fall asleep in day on a couch in spite of sun.
Wake climbing out of sleep like from the ocean or swampy mire. Our children now make fun of us, they fill the gaps,
as we have reached the age where we once again need naps.

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I took the photograph from a train in 2017, going from Edmonds, Washington, to Chicago.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: nap.

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fall

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: fall.

Trigger warning: speaking up 2, to follow speaking up.

So: why do the WOMEN have to speak up?

Why don’t MEN speak up? Ok, gentlemen: every man who participated in a “train” or a gang rape or who had sex with a woman who they now are not sure consented or who has made more money than a woman in the office and knows it or who has sexually abused a child: how about YOU speak up. FALL ON YOUR KNEES AND SPEAK UP.

Confess. Pay reparation. We know you are out there. Are you waiting for ALL of the women to speak up? How about you step forward, bust yourself, bust the other men? When are you going to be MEN? When are you going to take responsibility?

Why do WOMEN have to speak up? Let’s see the MEN speak.

Our tears have been falling for years. It’s time for men to speak, to bust each other, to break the silence, to confess: speak up.

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From a train

Taken from the train from Chicago to Seattle, in 2014.

This is for Norm 2.0 Thursday doors. Ok, it’s not Thursday. I got confused and thought it was Friday doors. Busy week. On Wednesday I was sure it was Thursday and yesterday I was frustrated that it was not Friday and today I’m a little tired….