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nesting
Unclear as this first shot is, I was happy to capture the husband finch in action, early in our finch nest’s progression. Thanks to our chirpy little couple, I am learning some things about bird habits in suburbia. My usual inattentiveness to such details has certainly changed during the past week. It might look like … Continue reading
Posted in life, lil' animals, nature, newsy
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finchy dreams
Yesterday, after my venture into word and bird land, I wandered again into the kitchen, just as my daughter mentioned the finches outside were getting a good nest built. I denied that could happen, and then I looked. Defying my published blog-post certainty, there seemed the possibility of a real nest. Wifey bird’s pointed look … Continue reading
Posted in life, nature, newsy
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bird wishes
They’re back again this year. Probably the offspring of the offspring of the offspring. The male, his head a shade of sunset, perks his face at me, startled inside my kitchen window. A dark flutter of wings. They are attempting, as one pair of them always does, to build a nest on our rolled-up outdoor … Continue reading
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mystery, revisited
Though I am old, there are some who, seeing me, see a child. Thoughts about childhood remind me of those days before any of us little kids got the concept of teenagerhood. It was right around the corner, yet acres and acres away. As a group we bunched and separated, individually confident until the next … Continue reading
Posted in life, mystery
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absurdity regained
Lately there’s an aspect to my life — no, it’s a quality; perhaps a foundation — whatever it is, my mind keeps saying to define it I should use the word absurd. Not absurd in the same sense that an expiration date on the package bottom of my cat’s kibble treats is absurd. Not absurd … Continue reading
Posted in life, reflection
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blanketed
Candles in the window and depth outside. A garden disappeared. Glances into gray that kept sending white. Not used to snowstorms, I loved the change. The easy banter on social networks — something to say! But what will nature do to us? New growth chilled. Ah, only for those two days. Amazing how so much … Continue reading
mystery
If I’m learning anything, it’s that mystery, in truth, is not: sophisticated, put-together, altogether reasonable, lofty, grand, popular, attractive, restful, calming, or even beautiful. It’s that, in truth, mystery is: difficult, shrouding, plain, unassuming, frustrating, meek, unavoidable, yet hidden. It is the square brown chest behind file boxes in the attic, containing a grandmother’s embroidery … Continue reading
Posted in belief, life, mystery
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first Saturday
Mm, I’m starting to feel better. I joyfully overdid this weekend, and then Sunday evening, when I had planned to rest, Tim wanted to go to a movie, because that’s how he rests, and so I said no, which he accepted, but then yes because I wanted to see him rest. Which he did. So … Continue reading
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with mustard
When my kids were young and we were out and about, I often found myself optimistically urging, “Let’s catch up.” The objective may have been big sister surging ahead in search of frogs beside a stream, or Daddy making long strides across the park. What made it fun for us lag-behinds in our potentially disadvantaged … Continue reading
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pardon my texting
On a recent evening the Art Walk downtown cast its perspectives, in cafes and on corners, on subjects of nature, nurture, music, magic, lust, and love. People roamed and snacked and appreciated. Someone commented on their smart phone’s capabilities. I responded, “I have a dumb phone.” Which is true. Or maybe it’s my phone that … Continue reading
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