It was one of those weekends where everything I wrote sounded like drivel.
So I’m doing the wise thing and going pictorial.
Traded in my fat bike for one that fits me like a glove.
This was our first time out and I’m feelin’ the bike love.
I began writing my observations of the Mississippi River and how this summer’s drought and a river bank restoration project affected the river and woods. Observing this area close to home turned into a summer project, which I plan to continue for a while. Rather than present my observations with photos and explanations, I wrote…
This is what the skies have looked like a lot lately. And this. And when the sun peeked out, it looked like this. And then there was this. What?! What the heck is going on?! That’s what things look like in my camera viewer now and obviously, in the photos too. I think I’ll be…
I’ve been obsessively writing for a few weeks. I’ve entered a secret world of words that I can get lost in for hours. Picture some kind of matrix scene where probes are attached to my head and I’m twitching and people are shaking me and yelling, “Maery! Maery! Wake up!”
That’s the sun behind that cloud. And it actually came out for long periods of time today. After I got home from church, had lunch and threw my sheets in the washer, I took Java for a walk around the neighborhood. Melted snow and rain has filled up wetland areas. Farmer fields are covered with…
Okay, I’m kind of in a posting frenzy and was trying to save this for Thursday but I haven’t shown any Java antics in awhile. Who knows, I might get all busy again and you won’t hear from me for a month. We’ve had a few hot days again and Java needed a cool down….
An Ode to May messily meandering maimed and misunderstood oh you monstrosity of a month Ah, yes, written during the down-of-things. The upside of May is found in Jamaica Kincaid’s book, My Garden (Book): “The month of May comes on suddenly and moves along swiftly, and each day pleasure after pleasure is flung before…
