by Barbara Crooker
What can l say, now that summer’s gone, with the weight of its heat,
its thick blanket of humidity, the cacophony of zinnias, marigolds, salvia?
Now the sky is clear blue and cloudless, that sure one-note
that can only mean October. You’re gone. The leaves turn gold
in the calendar’s rotisserie, giving up their green, and the burning bushes
have ignited, struck their book of matches. It’s enough to make the heart break,
isn’t it? We keep going down the one road, there’s no turning back.
"Now" by Barbara Crooker from Small Rain. © Purple Flag Press, 2014
Baked Apples with rum
I use my best sterling spoon
as luck and kindness would have it
our friend Susanne brought
a bag from her trove as a gift at our Wed. lunch!
(At The Spot we had the Swedish crepes with lingonberries)
Dee keeps us in this bread of late.
It is English muffin bread
with all the delicious characteristics one expects.
And gets each time.
An Alaskan mountain pass wedding
A wonderful siting for the wedding of my grand-daughter Grace and her now husband
Alexander Lindgren is shown suggestively above. I find the mist of the Hatcher Pass in Alaska, the chill in the air visible,
the wedding arbor of a tepee, the assembly of Grace's Scandinavian family shown below, and all the many
gathered friends, some clad in embroidered costumes -
with the flowers woven through hair or in decorative headdresses worn by Grace and her sister Ruth...
IT WAS ALL FABULOUS!
I would have loved to be there. SEE
Jean Means of Pleasant Valley Maryland went to a
blessing of the animals service last Sunday
at St. Matthew's United Church of Christ.
She had known in advance that her at first invasive
basement toad, then lovingly-hosteled but simply
called 'TOAD' would probably not appear
to be captured and boxed for traveling to
His subterranean digs are his soft sell on the QT
So Jean took the photo post card from us
of her laundry-mate TOAD to be blessed in proxy.
We like knowing that Gramaw Means
a seamstress of great skill
has made a pair of red trousers for Toad.
The post card which Gramaw has saved so shows.
Jean and John Means