Something weird is in the air. It’s in my nose and ears and hair. Last night, I read a lot of Poe, and now, I can’t talk right no mo’. The things I say come out in rhyme; not just once, but all the time. The sun is shining, bright as can be; the whole […]
Oct 2, 2017
And There, in the Dark, Dusty Recesses of Some Forgotten Corner
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Before I continue with my saga of the deep, dark, dusty recesses of the corners of my garage, let me tell you that I just saw an armadillo. He was hurrying, if armadillos can hurry, across my neighbor’s driveway to disappear around the corner. Aha! A night forager, a nocturnal snoop. And now, believe it […]
Oct 11, 2015
A Loopy Little Fall Poetry
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Yesterday’s perfect weather was too beautiful for me to stay indoors so I grabbed my trusty camera and sallied forth. First stop: the middle of the street, looking upward. An added bonus: while I was snapping, a neighbor came by walking her dog. We had a good chat about churches, dogs, and autumn. As I […]
