two tin cans and string
dick tracy’s detective watch
wifi and bluetooth 🦊❤️
It’s hard to refute the benefits of the ever evolving communication device capabilities. It’s easy to see the downside. 🦊❤️
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860. creating holes
in the “olden days”
hard work and hard play were tests
that jeans strove to pass 🦊❤️
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being old has perks
it allows me to look out
and see all the holes 🦊❤️
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having these old eyes
allows me to see the holes
that used to be filled 🦊❤️
I was telling someone the other day how as a child, I dreaded wearing holes in my pants. It usually didn't mean a new pair of pants… it meant my Mom ironing on a patch over the hole. If the hole was bad, it meant two of those rigid, uncomfortable patches, one outside and one inside. Me and my childhood friends played hard to create those holes. The same was true of the hard work holes that I created in steel mills and factories as I worked my way through college. Now… the holes cost big bucks to be created… 🦊❤️
859. good bye dear tall dead tree
straight as an arrow
you stood tall in life and death
finally… fallen 🦊❤️
For years while hiking I have stopped and paid admiration to a very tall, branchless, amazingly straight and very dead tree. I wrote a haiku about it a while ago, I painted a large picture of it. I watched it slowly become more decayed and thought, “someday you will fall.” It fell. I got choked up. How odd. 🦊❤️ (Click link below to see earlier post on my tree)
858. curiosity about winter buds
in the winter cold
magnolia buds… tiny nests
holding on for spring 🦊❤️
There are small Magnolia trees in my complex. They are all budded for next year’s leaves to make their debut. I read a little about why the Magnolia buds in winter. (I am really not a very curious person). I learned that inside those furry buds, tiny leaves are already curled and protected from winter weather. Nature is amazing. I think it would be a good New Year’s resolution for me to practice “curiosity” about nature. Maybe I’ll start today. 🦊❤️
857. the wisdom of thick skin
“oh dear it’s sooooo cold”
huddling with teeth chattering
and chilled to the bone 🦊❤️
Being thin skinned about the weather, be it the rain, snow, heat or cold only makes the skin become thinner. Simply cultivate another layer of skin! 🦊❤️
856. here and now (zen) of christmas
in the christmas fog
presents got and presents gave
be here now… enough 🦊❤️
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through sage incense haze
buddha watches gift giving
smiles a loving smile 🦊❤️
Christmas Day is past and my angst over gift buying, making and giving is calmed for another year. I call it “gift adequacy syndrome”. I’m asking Santa for the “cure” before next Christmas… 🦊❤️
855. i’m dreaming of a warm christmas
single digit days
what do i wish for christmas?
thank you santa claus! 🦊❤️
This Christmas morning the gift I am most grateful for is that Tommy was able to spend the last couple of bitter nights in the nature center house. I’m sure that he is much heartier and resilient than I give him credit for. Some of us over do and have undo concerns and worry for the ones we love. That’s OK, I’ll error on the side of pampering for love’s sake. Merry Christmas to all of you, your families and your creatures (and a warm one too!) 🦊❤️🐱🎄🔥
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