Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Small Stone  -  Jan 28

It still hasn't rained in this area yet.  A few sprinkles last weekend that evaporated so fast they couldn't be measured.  These past few days the sky has filled with plenty of clouds that look promising but seemingly scatter and dissolve into the sunset, adding one more day without rain.

empty dreams..
painting pink dragons

Monday, January 27, 2014

Small Stone  -  Jan 27

I went to see an elderly friend in the hospital today.  She was in a deep medicated sleep, breathing heavy, eyes silent and unaware, hands and arms bruised from all the care she was given in the ICU; remnants of a survivor of a massive heart attack.  I wondered if she knew I was there?  I couldn't wake her, no one could wake her.  Just held her hand and told her that I loved her and wished her well so we could play cards again...her favourite thing.  She didn't stir until I got up to leave.  Again, I held her hand, told her I loved her and would come visit in a few days.  With eyes still closed, she gave back the faintest, most lovely smile.

winter ocean
pulling at the sun
pulling at my heart

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Small Stone - Jan 13

midwinter drought
so much orange
in today's sunset

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Small Stone - Jan 11

Today, yes even on Sunday, I got a phone call from an obviously scumbag Telemarketer who asked for my stepfather by his full formal name.  He said he talked to my stepdad a few months ago about remodeling the kitchen and was following up to see if he was going to honour the contract by putting a deposit down.  I listened to his spiel about how easy it would be over the phone to use a credit card, and waited until he stopped talking and then said, "I don't know about the arrangements you’ve made with my dad but I can try to forward the message to him if you would like and he can take care of it?  The silly Telemarketer said, “I would appreciate that, Miss.  So I said, “It might take a while to get a hold of him though because he died eight years ago and I don’t exactly know where he’s at."

He hung up.

blowfish for sale
every day of the week but
never on sunday

Wednesday, January 01, 2014


new year's day
again the resolutions
I made last year