Nasturtiums in my sort-of-first garden.
Further along the walk, up the hill, the forest makes way for a clearcut. It offers a sweeping view, a chance for contemplation, and for listening to all the sounds.
I love taking photos of cell towers, the way they catch the light of a setting sun.
The next photo is the hay field at my neighbor’s, whose property is like a private park.
Finally, a look back over the hayfields and the sun setting behind the hills to the north(!!!) Look closely and you’ll see the cell tower on the right.
“But on the other side
It didn’t say nothin’
That side was made
For you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land...”
On one of my favorite walking detours— to the nearby cell tower—close to my forest. (The company really doesn’t care, but it still feels a little subversive.)
I revisited some of my old stomping grounds. Here, at sunset.
The one brilliant thing that happened in this colossally shitty week (brilliant like a shooting star, but brilliant).
My house feels homey finally now that I’ve ensconced Mr. Natural in his rightful place.
My father was a Crumb fan, and this comic was framed and placed on the windowsill above the sink. I never lived with my father for very long, but I always loved* grunting alongside Mr. Natural as the pile of dishes diminished. It was a pleasant memory.
*Well. Anyway...
Now, I’ve printed and framed a copy to keep me company in my house:
“Mr. Natural Does the Dishes” by Robert #Crumb, October 1971
Linnaria purpurea (purple toadflax) is darker in its industrial location.
Satsop Business Park, WA
The curio cabinet I inherited now contains only its own key.
Interpret that as you will.
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When you don’t garden professionally much anymore:
A lovely little (mangled) butterfly I found. Translucent wings, red spots on the (dorsal?) under side.
Happy 30th Anniversary to #101, #DepecheMode's iconic 1988 Concert for the Masses at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, and filmed by DA Pennebaker.
I was there! (And here's the photo--from the film!-- to prove it! 😉 ).
This gentleman walked me home from work.
No, this one: gin, Lillet, and pear liqueur.
This bitch of a day needs to turn itself around, and it needs to turn around right here, right now.
Goumi berries!!!
Y’all know where to find me.
#GirlScouts fucking rocks.
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My iPhone was hallucinating.
(Western swallowtail on red valerian, Instagram filter.)
