So that is actually a pretty incoherent title.

anyhoodle.

Spent last week at my mom’s which was great as I got caught up on a little much-needed sleep.  The single-parent lifestyle is not conducive to that.  Goodwill was also ransacked, Starbucks frequented and a new design scheme formulated to update Mom’s guest bathroom.  The days are numbered for those late 80s style geese, let’s just say that.

Just found out on Monday that the buyer got his loan approved which is good in that we don’t have to find another buyer.  They wanted to close this Friday instead of next so we were able to move the whole plan forward by one week.  We ‘ll close this Friday and the movers will come next Thursday and I will sigh big sighs and maybe mope for awhile in between times as I go around and remember all my happy memories of the house and the garden and the neighborhood and my friends.

So far things have gone pretty smoothly in the home-sale process, apart from being smacked in the gob by a huge home maintenance issue.  The sale itself has been pretty smooth-sailing, knock on wood, altho I am still not keen on buying another home anytime soon.

Unless it was out on some good land where I could raise chicken and bushels of tomatoes.

In Oregon.

Well, that’s all I really had to say for now. Just wanted to let you know the score.  it will be a pretty busy last week as I mope finish up what little packing that I personally am going to do and get together with friends one last time.

Sorry for being boring in this post. Such is life.

 

Posted by: ~m | November 1, 2009

World’s Most Reluctant Tiger Cub

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Posted by: ~m | October 30, 2009

Cumulus

This evening I realized how long it’s been since I’ve looked at the sky, just looked and watched. I have had something closer to the ground to keep my eyes on for the past few years so I’ve missed seeing

the autumn clouds, grey and heavy, scudding over

the denuded trees

the seed fronds of autumnal grass

the TV aerial on the neighbor’s rooftop

the papery, rattling stalks of sunflower seedheads

scudding above

the birds, tiny and black, winging their way across the sky

fighting the winds that send the clouds

scudding

Posted by: ~m | October 24, 2009

I KNEW I was missing something

…my own personal beauty team!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYhCn0jf46U

And? Photoshop. Gotta get me some Photoshop.

Posted by: ~m | October 23, 2009

Poetry in Motion

Paper-thin, tripartite, the small blossoms of the dried hydrangea bloom

 

Jade green, translucent, like a whisper of summer

 

under the trees, in the shade, out behind your grandmother’s kitchen door

 

with smells of earth and loam and fresh-made bread wafting on the breeze

 

 

becomes a mere mulchy mess

 

under the chubby hands of a very inquisitive two-year old.

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