Unknowns and Whatevers Part I

Maery Rose February 1, 2012January 27, 2015

Frugal mode
Tighten the old belt
Another hole

Again

Can I go

Six months

Between haircuts?

Live on whatever’s

In my cupboards

Until they are bare?

I’ve quit

Subscriptions

(except internet)

TV antenna is my friend

Roommate?

Been there
Done that
No like strangers
In my kitchen

Or do I take

A flying leap

Of faith?

That it will be

All right

A passport
Away, away

Fly

Far

Very far

Take a step

Breathe
Dream

And smile

I can handle

I will handle

I do handle

Whatevers

This Time It Will Be Different

Another Fresh Start The floors are rid of dog hair and dirt Walking barefoot is disgust-free An oily, aromatic glow rises up From my dining room table Dishes washed and put away Crumb-less counters Paperwork completed and stacked Filing could happen Miracles are in the air I turn as if ritualizing the room Facing the…

Visions of Green Dance in My Head

(April 11, 2013 snowstorm) Okay, I admit it. The weather is wearing me down. I know I’m not alone in this. Even Luke is cranky. I try so hard to accept whatever weather comes my way. Otherwise, life in Minnesota is full of constant weather frustration, but there comes a time when you need a…

Part 7 of Oregon Trip: Heading Toward Home on the Amtrak Train

We are back on the train, traveling along a river in Montana. It’s difficult for me to take my eyes off the view. The river we’re passing by is a deep, aqua blue, the kind of color you see in post cards of the Mediterranean Sea. It’s so clear you can see the rocky bottom. This is another place I could see myself living.

Moody Weather

Hasn’t this been an interesting year so far weather-wise? Will Spring ever arrive and stay? What about summer? As we wait, might as well notice what’s been interesting about it. Tree Moods Trees move me Even when downed Mystery wrapped in texture Individuals Changing with seasons The rush and robbing of light The dogs and…

Limitations; Real, Imposed and Imagined

On my drives back and forth from work to home, I find myself listening to a lot of outdoorsy and travel podcasts. Many of the women being interviewed are taking on some extreme challenges, but not all. The interviewers and interviewees are usually in their 20’s or 30’s and as I listen, I’m jealous of…

Evolution

“Evolution is a funny thing, developing defense mechanisms that work solely on the element of surprise. Case study: when I was 7, Scott Haley and I caught a lizard in his backyard. The lizard was so shocked it shed its tail in Scott’s hand at which point Scott started bawling. His dad said the tail…

6 Comments

pseudosu says:

February 1, 2012 at 3:11 am

“I have more than enough of everything I could possibly want or need.” Words to live by. Hang in there girl. 🙂
Lori Skoog says:

February 1, 2012 at 3:38 am

Beautiful! What a difference a year has made.

How is Luke?
irishk says:

February 1, 2012 at 3:40 am

I must wrote a great response, but lost it so now I am crabby! Great picture of you!
Cousin B says:

February 1, 2012 at 7:06 am

Great pictures and I loved the poem. Yes, grown sons can be great huh?
Maery Rose says:

February 1, 2012 at 11:44 am

Sue – It’s not that I’m feeling hardship really or that I’m not happy with what I have. It’s discomfort over losing ground every month. Trying to turn the tide or just accept it may be this way for awhile.

Lori – Luke news will be in “Part II”. It was too much for one post.

Kathleen – You poor thing… I’m sure it was brilliant.

Cousin B – Thanks. How did you know he was the person I want to visit? Very intuitive.
KB says:

February 1, 2012 at 1:55 pm

Beautiful poem. I feel that way sometimes. You are so good with words.

I, too, am worrying about Luke. I’m thinking of you.

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