duck tales, a-woo-hoo
Between what ages would a person be to have read the title of this blog post as a cartoon jingle, and what after school snack are you now craving? On the first brutally cold morning of this artic storm in…
Lazy W Marie
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Lazy W Marie
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
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small changes, big miracles
Even before Labor Day weekend, when Oklahoma was still hot and scratchy and humid, when we were still slow paced and sticking to ourselves in that humid, chlorine scented, bare ankles kind of way, the wild sumacs turned a purplish…
impermanence
Yesterday afternoon, Handsome walked into the Apartment where Jess and I had parked to do some serious conversating. He announced playfully that between the dogs roughhousing and panting like monsters and the women talking nonstop, the temperature inside the house…
marigold has wounded me deeply
This morning at first breakfast, Little Lady Marigold displayed a startling level of steadiness and composure. A tiny little stone colored frog had been perched on the edge of her bowl, and when I filled it with molasses scented grain,…
and so we welcome July
Hello, and happy fresh new month! According to my journal, today is our 109th day of quarantine. It has become a flexible lifestyle, one that is evolving through the changing seasons. I feel the need to document more if it…