Friday, July 16, 2021

Whatever leads to joy, they always answer

Sitting outside with my coffee, thinking about blades of grass (we need to mow this stuff), and the first time someone showed me how to hold one between the curve of my two thumbs and blow it like a kazoo. Not that I can remember that moment, or who it was (my dad?), but that such a moment existed. And also the one where I first showed someone else how to do it (my brother? Zoƫ? some random kid I was babysitting?). I must be in a Mood, because it all made my eyes fill with tears.

Also, this dead bird I saw on the sidewalk, its little legs up in the air.

But I like the way this dew formed on top of morning cobwebs the other day, like party lights strung over the flowering thyme below.

De dew dew dew de da da da
Is all I want to say to you

Sunday, July 11, 2021

As an elephant draws itself out of the mud

In world news, I heard a few weeks ago on the BBC that China's famous Strong-willed Pig "died of old age and exhaustion." 

Remembering Mom's watch giving her a list of Star Wars movies she didn't recall asking for. 

The bright green lizard on the brick wall of the patio, Z and Isaac laughing out there when we were all three, magically, in Durham simultaneously (Adam too!).

How funny it is when you actually hear someone saying "Yoohoo," a thought I had just now when I heard someone yoohooing at my next door neighbor.

A dance class in the park, a group of a dozen people practicing their moves (salsa?) in slow motion.

Monday, May 31, 2021

Each body a lion of courage and something precious to the earth

Cat of my heart

Theo died on Saturday, and it drizzled cold, cold rain all weekend.

The whole world feels, in fact, a little bit colder and flatter without this cat in it. I'm a dog person, but this guy was special. He was fine one minute and dragging his back end the next, and while Mark was on the phone to the emergency vet, I was holding and petting Theo, keeping him from attempting, alarmed, to drag himself up the stairs on his two functioning legs. I was also googling his symptoms and finding articles headlined Every Cat Owner's Worst Nightmare.

So, from fine to gone was...maybe an hour and a half? Just to explain why I can still see him slinking around the corner two days later, expect to find him beneath my downward dog or to hear him thumping down the stairs in his furry boots. He was so soft, such a kind cat who barely realized there were sharp claws inside his paws. For such a small animal, he's left a strangely large void.

Friday, May 21, 2021

Astrophysicist and lead guitarist

Things all in a day's work:


Heir apparent

Left-handed marriage

"Assassin" shares a root with "hashish."

"Asteroid Day was co-founded in 2014, by Dr. Brian May, astrophysicist and lead guitarist of QUEEN."

Other items of note:

Adam walked over for dinner last night, and I made a delicious low-FODMAP meal (one food left to test, and it's APPLE). My brother walked over for dinner last night.

It is a teenage lifeguard's job to show up for work before 7am (how early? 6?) so he can shyly ask middle-aged ladies with dogs if they could possibly come back in 8 minutes (when they say dogs allowed on the beach from 7-9, they mean it).

As I was driving home from the beach, a woman on a scooter flew through a stop sign and screeched to a halt, almost hitting my car, dropping her scooter. I hazard-lighted, jumped out, and helped her pick the scooter up. She had on platform sandals and light khaki pants, and they were barely smudged from the fall. She promised she was okay. It was definitely her mistake, but in retrospect I worried that she thought I'd run the stop sign. (Reader, I did not.)

I am fasting for fasting blood work in about an hour, and I am hungry. I am also a dumbdumb: why didn't I schedule it for 8:00 instead of 10:00?