Weeds and Wildflowers

Saturday, December 9, 2023

Muse

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Sanctuary  Salvation  Approaching sleep I ponder these Lovely words popping into my head  Beauty in silence and spaces… So how old do you ha...
Monday, December 4, 2023

Light Blue

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 Some major contentment  Around me now Gazing south,  Near west,  Up the road and across The plain fields,  The Plains  Going to starch  Win...
Sunday, October 1, 2023

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Move away just a bit Find yourself where your heart Tells you about where you're Going. Tides change, Skies roil strangely Lookin...
Thursday, August 3, 2023

August 2

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 There is a lot of light Leftover in this late night Horizon and sky clear  From the westerly of  My bedroom window.  This time and these ye...
Friday, July 7, 2023

Disquiet Étude

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 I lie about my age Or I avoid disclosing I don’t know why really But it serves no purpose, and Only makes me more disquiet. This near-twili...

A Song

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  https://youtu.be/PsXGzblg7Ws?list=RDKiV7Vo9k8RM “Green Eyes” Kate Wolf
Monday, June 26, 2023

The Balance

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What I wrote on Father’s  Day            Gunnar throttled one of Peter’s hens today. Amid the peace of a near-perfectly-knit day, an unusual...
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“Once in his life a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth. I believe he ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience, to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it.” ~ The Way to Rainy Mountain, by N. Scott Momaday
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