A pink rhododendron opening. I took this at Swedish, Edmonds, Washington.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
A pink rhododendron opening. I took this at Swedish, Edmonds, Washington.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Another rhododendron at Swedish Edmonds.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
I went to Swedish Edmonds medical for another round of lung testing last Friday May 26. Since I have to cross the Hood Canal Bridge and take a ferry, I leave early. Arriving early, I walk around the building and they too had wonderful rhododendrons and iris and roses!
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
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.
That might be a bullhead shark. It certainly looks like a grumpy shark. I like the face peeking from above. This is the Baltimore Aquarium in 2017, with my son, my two aunts, an uncle and two of their cousins.

That looks like a ray and a shark. I don’t know what kind of shark.

Maybe it’s a bullfrog.

It’s a snapping turtle. Are there bull snapping turtles?

The turtle is missing a left front flipper so lives at the aquarium and likes watermelon.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bull.
I did manage to cross the finish line for the Blogging from A to Z.
It was a bit tricky because I had a last minute trip. I got the tickets last Sunday and flew on Tuesday. I flew back on Friday and got home on Saturday. I traveled super light: no laptop, no big camera, only phone and a small day pack and one change of clothes, so I washed some by hand daily. I am proud that I still got the A to Z done!

I feel more like a finisher than a winner. It does feel good to share so much of my mother’s artwork. Helen Burling Ottaway died at age 61 in 2000, so her artwork did not have much of an internet presence. She is present in the Lake Matinenda Cottage Owners Association here. She and my uncle and other family and friends worked on a Matinenda flora of the wildflowers and plants. There have been two more since.
Hooray for everyone who contributed to or supported or read the Blogging from A to Z this month and hmmm, what should I do next year?
It has been horrible to have the zombies take over cities, but the surprise has been color. The zombies love color and it mesmerizes them. We all carried paints and spray paint and brushes for the zombies at first. Hand a zombie any paint and they wonβt bite you! People quickly realized that the more brightly we color everything, the less chance of being bitten. Now our clothes are rainbows of riotous color, black suits gone forever. There are now well known zombie artists, hired to brighten and decorate nearly anything.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: zombie.
A recent beautiful of Mount Saint Helen’s from my sky cocoon.
And when the cocoon came to earth, we all hatched out in different directions.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: cocoon.
I visited an old friend in Europe last March. I talked about the Olympic Peninsula and he was impressed with the cougars and orcas and bears. “We don’t have any large predators here.” Well, only humans.
They used to, though. This is from a local museum: a bear skeleton from about 7000 BC from the country. A very big bear fossil. There were other fossil predators including a wolf like creature.
So this is the succession where he lives: humans living after the bears.
What comes next?
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For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: succession.
The roof tiles are imbricated. This is from my travels in March 2022. What do you call a female gargoyle?
Maybe it’s better not to call one.
I also have assisted at imbrication in the operating room. I did obstetrics as part of Family Medicine for 19 years. During a cesarean section, we do a double layer of stitches on the uterus, imbricating it. Enough said.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: imbricate.
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