Goodbye, Dear August....

You are gone in a flash,

bittersweet, but loved.

Thank all of you who left sweet notes.

I am blessed to have a jolly

sprain, and not a fracture.

Whoopee.

I'll be wearing the boot,

the latest fashion statement,

for three weeks.

I have family coming in a few days.

I'll be scarce, but all of you

will be in my thoughts and 

in my heart.

I have some great photos

my son took today

that I hope to post tomorrow.

I wish all of you

a beautiful September.

She is such a special month,

is she not?

best, e.

Thank You

Thank you

for your kind comments,

everyone.

I appreciate each one.

Truly, I do.

I am waiting and hoping

that there is good news

for me tomorrow.

Saturday afternoon

I twirled around in my chair

and gracefully fell

over the dog.

I do have osteoporosis,

and in January of 2010,

I fractured a bone in my right leg.

This time it is my left ankle.

I am grateful

that I still have this walking

boot that I was able

to wear then

after my cast (orange!!)

was removed.

Some people have road rage,

not me.

I have been known

to have Velcro Rage.

Five straps,

count them,

that love to grip themselves

together in an eternal entanglement,

not counting

the flaps underneath

that one has to

smooshe together,

in a sticky, hairy embrace.

As some wise person

once said,

"Getting old ain't for sissies."

It does hurt,

and sleeping is difficult...

but I can walk around the house

in a hobbling gait.

I am hoping that tomorrow

after Xrays today,
I will be told that
it is only a bad ankle sprain.
best, e.

Overdue Book

There is a book

of sorrow

it is overdue

there is no

good in grief

We return it

and unawares

check it out

again

there is the spot

the warmth

of a body missing

the place

where she lay

against the chimney

and in the bedroom

sometimes by our feet

Unintentionally

we check the book

out and know

that one of these days

the library

of our heart

will grant us

a forever

chapter sentence

word

letter

of such a loving being

never to be

overdue again

best, e. 

Early Morning Light

So lovely

warming up the spines

Dorothy passes a note 

from Coleridge

to William

Roxane whispers

to Cyrano,

"It's you, it's you"

Whitman begins

a song

of himself

Dumas sighs

"Mon Dieu"

to Hugo

Frost mends

a wall
Hughes loves the rain
I hear The Dream Deferred

Henry James

begins

and Ellen

whispers,

"Brevity, brevity,

dear Henry."

Books warm

and breathe

in the early

morning light

and the air

fills with the

magic of

words

so long ago

written

but still treasured

pages gently flutter

dust moves

and settles

motes airborne

in the early morning light.

best, e.

Blessed Sky

Some days are hard.
Tomorrow will be harder for me.

Looking to the sky,

this is what I saw.

I thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes 
e.e. cummings

It's good to look up
when life is hard.
It's good to look up
and hopefully be able
to send some 
"leaping greenly spirits,
and a blue true dream of sky" 
to some very loved friends
who visit here.
It's a blessing to me
to have connected with you.
It's a blessing to me
"which is infinite which is yes".
best, e
and with lots of love and appreciation.

Gifts of the Magnolia

Seed Pods

Overload, I know.

But they

widen my smile,

sparkle my eyes,

leaven my senses,

and gift my gaze.

Sculpted feathers

of communal joy,

leopard bonds

from the mother tree.

best, e.

Summer's Lease

Summer's lease

is almost up.

A few more weeks

and she'll be gone.

Right now

greens are still here

but mixed with

oatmeal, linen

and taffy browns.

Fluff fades

and is carried

on the winds.

Then, there are

her eiderdowns

she is gently

laying down.

Or, perhaps

they are fairy

trampolines.

They are all

over the place

and so magical.

Some were three feet long,

and as wide. 

Soon Summer will

give in to 

Autumn,

my favorite season.

Wishing all a good week.

best, e.

Sunday Sunrise

5:30 a.m.

Layer-Caked

Rainbowed

Thick and Delicious

Living in the Middle

of a Pudding

I scooped

the Beauty

by the Spoonful

Look
There's the Spoon

Have a wonderful week.
I am off to see my sister.
I'll be back (in case you miss me)
mid to late week.
best, e.