May Day 2019

I got up and – ME – I had a conference call! The times they are a changin’ folks!

And then I got up and out and headed off to replace some common toiletries and drugs that I’d either run out of or which had expired in some degree. I don’t care too much about hard dates on those but I’m a reasonable person. Also, like my travel deodorant just fell apart… I got no explanation for stuff like that. And it’s pollen season and I really needed more claratin etc etc.

Then I stopped to paint. I was pulled pretty far off route 20 and after awhile a Fucillo parts delivery van pulled up along side me, the driver gesturing to find out if I was ok. I gave him the thumbs up and held up my in-progress painting, which now looks like this:

May Day 2019

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Nine

Can’t believe it’s almost over, since it feels like I’m about to fly

Arms outstretched,
as wide as I
horizon line
air and ground
with the sun
so warm in my eyes
my head glows
while my feet
live in shadow
air and ground
Fingers spread
a small jump
let go of
gravity.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Nine

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Five

She came, needing to buy
a replacement for something
broken — accidentally,
unfortunately, sadly —
and then she began to weep,
her husband, not dead six days
would have known how to fix it
how to do all those things
and she did not,
and so she stood with me
weeping, both of us
and a wordless space
holding on to each other
no heroes,
trying again to breathe.

I told a minister a little about this chance encounter and said something like – what can anyone say? He said – I can tell you as a minister there is nothing you can say in times like that. It was an interesting day – one of those days when you wonder what the world is trying to tell you, and if that’s the case, why can’t it speak a little plainer.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Five

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Four

Well into April, the morning
is light pouring up from wet ground,
shining as tall ancient trees
which shone out silver and gold
across a newer world.
Now these lesser trees, though leafless
gleam bright in slanted day.
The willows glittering gold
above the cherries’ and maples’
ephemeral attire so bright
I have thus to shade my eyes.
Turning about in the warm spring day
remembering all the glory past
without speaking the ineffable names.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Four

Today’s Paint Outings

I took a few side roads today and saw a lot of interesting things and a lot of wildlife!

This afternoon the clouds were quite interesting so I did get a couple paintings done.

For some more photos:

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Six

The world is loud. It stands too close.
Its breath is heavy with old sleep.
I don’t really think the world is this way
but sometimes it’s just wearing
to hope for the shiny and fresh and friendly.
That part’s up to me to find:
a child, a blue sky with breezy clouds,
questions, grateful for answers.
I lean away from the sad and mean
back up from the anger and drama
not mine to fix it all – I can’t –
what can I do, remembering kindness?
Look, that cloud looks like a cat
and now it’s an umbrella floating away.

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Today’s Paint

I thought I’d be sitting down below this view, where there’s a nice bench. It was so windy I had to stay in the rocking car and had to roll up my window a few times because the wind kept blowing in dust!

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