A Day in the Life, 10 years

2020 Day 6 2018 Can someone ID this lovely evening birdsong? https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10212771623938688&id=1030366573 Drive along Randsfjorden, 4th largest fjord in Norway. They slowly become The picture of contentment. I can't reach my cup. 2017 Skies from the mesa, Skies from the llano. So close And yet so distant. 2015 Rio Grande Gorge hike: We see petroglyphs and sheep And amazing rocks. 2013 I got up early For a doctor appointment. Now he's running late. :( I juggle morning Ablutions, housework, email: Burnt toast smells so good. 2012 We debate: who drives? She removes her own stitches. We don't need no vet. An afternoon drive In wine country leads to a Pinot pirouette. 2011 Methinks J's yummy Urban honey has relieved My spring allergies. Bundled in blankets, I welcome the sun's return From my sweet hammock. 2009 go blazers!

2019 Morning walk with ice Just down the road Ice is no deterrent Just down the other road to the lake Dozing 2018 Friends forever I look up and see A calm salmon glowing sky. It grows still brighter. 2013 Fall on Travertine Falls hike, Sandias Another great hike In the Sandias. Except For the gouged knee. Ouch. 2010 While school kids walk by,  The Park Block preacher rants and  Students talk (Green)Peace. Once again it's proved:  It takes two to tango.  (Flute/guitar duet.) 2009 YAPTA is a wonderful service: if you use it properly. I didn't.

2020 On Tuesday morning While I slept, New Mexico Closed down ‘til summer. #sleepingthroughthecrisis She brings out my clay And some pots. We smile, she leaves. I pick up the box. 2018 I read posts from people who are threatened by children and youth who protest, who tell adults what to do. They see these kids as pawns, they liken them to Hitler Youth . I see the parallel... But the parallel I see involves the Civil Rights movement , nonviolent in the face of violence. It is sad they had to grow up so quickly. That’s what happens in times of war, and it appears that we are once again at war with ourselves. I am heartbroken, but these kids go past that to find their collective voice. I feel the glimmerings of hope. But I also fear. There are no taboos: when threatened, the powerful lash out, and this country is no longer a safe place to speak out, if indeed it ever was. I am proud that people still speak out, despite that. I listen to books,  While a heavy sleeping cat...