1. Last month I reported being on the gum diet, how I picked up an old habit of chewing and snapping and getting a general jaw workout whenever I felt snacking. 2. But my bubble has burst: Not only have I not lost any weight, I just remembered why I quit chewing gum in the […]
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Archive for April, 2009
Flirty moon with a crescent grin I thought I saw it wink 4/28/09
1. Screen Saver 2. Eye Opener 3. Attention Seeking Grandmother Photos: 1. At the Blacksburg Duck Pond. 2. Tulip in my yard. 3. Sunday’s Chateau Morrisette Winery Open House with Bryce and his mom and dad. The spare lips are also a kazoo and not the only thing I tried to get Bryce’s attention. See […]
The Coming Together of Cultures in Floyd Post notes: The above is a photo of postcards in a sale rack at a local Floyd coffeehouse. It was published in The Floyd Press “Know Your County” newspaper insert HERE.
The following was published in the Spring/Summer issue of The Compass, a Floyd visitor’s guide. “In Floyd the anachronism of buying things locally is not some progressive trend but rather the continuation of rural tradition.” ~ Haden Polseno-Hensley, Vennue magazine Red balloons marked the dirt driveway from the Blue Ridge Parkway to the pottery studios […]
I write because it’s the way I synthesize what I’m learning at the time. I write because I hate to lose things and writing them down is a way not to lose them. I write because on a good day, my pen is like a dousing stick that finds a well of meaning I can […]
1. After 183 Thirteen Thursday’s I find myself wondering if there will ever come a Thursday when I have nothing left to say. 2. I also worry about the size of my blog. After four years of archives, I wonder how big can a blog get? 3. When I first started blogging I wrote this: […]
Liz Stucki is a multi-medium artist and Wise Woman of Mama Lizardo’s fame (a former restaurant in Floyd). She draws, has made clocks and fairy houses, writes poetry, and is such a good cookie baker that I don’t waste my time on cookies unless they’ve been made by Liz. Liz’s exhibit (pictured above) at the […]
After my father died that winter I let an orange in the fruit bowl go bad I was curious to watch and hold it as it decomposed I expected it to rot spread its blight attract fat flies But it only dried into a hardened sunken shell It lives still in the corner of my […]
One might have thought that April’s Spoken Word would bring seasonal poems about spring, Earth Day, or even taxes. But what we got included a letter from Julius Caesar, some frolicking ferrets, a dead orange, and an adaptation of The Raven involving an appendectomy (quote the surgeon nevermore). Although, Neva Brown did return to the […]
1.Maestro of Play HERE. 2. Sound Check 3. If the Hat Fits Wear It 4. You Can Make a Flower This Pretty, Click HERE.
1. Earth Day in Floyd has a blog. Read all about it HERE. 2. Another new blog in my blogsphere: My Asheville potter son Josh is following in his mother’s footsteps as a documenter. He just started his own (collectively written) blog for the Carolina Kiln Build, an immersion onsite workshop for building two new […]
~ The following was published in The Floyd Press on April 9, 2009 and HERE. “I call it ‘The New Math,’” said Harvest Moon store manager Katherine Chantal about the store’s “Healthy Snacks for Healthy Kids” display. “1+1=3. For every two snacks donated by customers, the Harvest Moon donates one more.” Healthy Snacks for […]
1. Reason to wear gloves in April: Stinging Nettles from my neighbor’s farm. 2. On the move fast food. Look what else Bryce can do HERE. 3. Rip Van Winkle slept here.
Tofu tempura, miso soup, maki rolls, and salad were on the Easter meal menu on the last day of the Teen Meditation Retreat this weekend at Earthsong Farm. Wolf (teen who couldn’t make the full retreat but is part of this community of young meditaters) and I got lost three times driving from Floyd to […]
Easter at my Nana’s House 1957: Me, Sherry, Kathy, Danny, Johnny, Jimmy (baby Joey was probably with my mom nursing), and Bobby and Tricia weren’t born yet. Happy Easter to all!
My house loves butter It glows with forsythia With 1000′s of lampshades dangling yellow Bright bulbs illuminate April
1. I have never typed LOL (except for just now), but did type LMAO once. It was when I wrote that talk show host Bonnie Hunt had a 13 on her coffee cup and my sister Sherry told me in a comment that it was really a B for her name. 2. Poets are the […]