Thursday, May 31, 2012
Felled by a nasty virus.
Ever have those days when all you can manage is to mindlessly push buttons on the remote control?
Daytime television is repulsive.
I turned to the computer instead.
Yes, I am a dork.
I watched the loons and eagles and herons nesting all over the world.
I read news from everywhere that truly depressed me.
I played on google maps.
oh, not just played, no, I traveled.
From right here at home I peeked in to places I would love to go to.
with the mouse I drove an imaginary car on roads in remote places and distant places.
I looked up my childhood home...
I could see the garage my grandfather built for us still standing, a testament to his skills.
zooming out and above I saw my beloved back yard that once edged into a wonderful woods full of wild animals, adventures, childhood explorations under the spooky hardwood trees. I knew these woods went on for miles and miles.
But here on the computer screen was a small patch of woods that bordered a major highway that cut across swathes of newer subdivisions.
Not the home of my childhood any longer.
So many homes since then.
Other memories, adult memories since then. Perspectives so different grownup memories
Houses, apartments, cities, states...
yet it is that childhood home that brings on a nostalgic haze of memories. A mix of odd little memories. Things like the milk chute. The milkman!! we had a milkman who delivered milk. Milk that sometimes froze in the winter and cracked the glass jars!
Summer days spent jumping over the front hedges from the porch, playing tag, catching lightning bugs capturing praying mantis bugs, snakes, the baby raccoon we rescued from certain death and raised, birds we tried to save after the cats got them. shoes lost in the muck of mud while playing in the woods after a rain...
no. you can't go home again as the saying goes.
it can not be the same.
you know this
and that's all just fine too.
But you can google your way around the world.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Ah but then came the teen years....sigh...Um. Mom? I apologize for those years !!!
Mom taught me so many things. tiny little things. big things. important things. things that I will always hold dear. things I passed on to my daughters.
a love of art. and books. and furry creatures. memories of her singing a Dionne Warwick song and dancing a bit with happiness. camping at the dunes in the U.P. kisses, hugs, laughter. long conversations about anything.
So much of what my mom ( all moms! ) did was taken for granted. Then I too became a mom. What a glorious amazing wonderful time that is! Two daughters, both so different and so loved. They have taught me so much! Watching them grow and become moms themselves. Life is GOOD. Thank you my lovely daughters!
Happy Mothers day!
Sunday, May 06, 2012
all day clouds
too cold for May.
At 9:00pm the clouds covered the moon.
I could see the faint glow of light
just a haze of light.
I stood in the back yard
feeling disappointed by the cloud cover
and the cold.
I took a peek out the window to see
no howling from me
as I stood out there in the dark cold night
of my backyard in pajamas and no shoes
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Early evening moon faintly showing in the fading light
Our weather has been all over the place.
helicopter seed pods rain down.
slow spins touching spring green grasses.
a robin sings sweetly from a good perch.
bumble bees buzz the nearly open honey locust blooms.
small creatures play peek a boo.
rat-a-tat-tatting drums a beat.
this master recycler is hard at work.
new births are near for the does.
a glorious evening as the sky darkens to show off the moon.