Today, the sky’s the soft blue of a work shirt washed
a thousand times. The journey of a thousand miles
begins with a single step. On the interstate listening
to NPR, I heard a Hubble scientist
say, “The universe is not only stranger than we
think, it’s stranger than we can think.” I think
I’ve driven into spring, as the woods revive
with a loud shout, redbud trees, their gaudy
scarves flung over bark’s bare limbs. Barely doing
sixty, I pass a tractor trailer called Glory Bound,
and aren’t we just? Just yesterday,
I read Li Po: “There is no end of things
in the heart,” but it seems like things
are always ending—vacation or childhood,
relationships, stores going out of business,
like the one that sold jeans that really fit—
And where do we fit in? How can we get up
in the morning, knowing what we do? But we do,
put one foot after the other, open the window,
make coffee, watch the steam curl up
and disappear. At night, the scent of phlox curls
in the open window, while the sky turns red violet,
lavender, thistle, a box of spilled crayons.
The moon spills its milk on the black tabletop
for the thousandth time.
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See What I Saw Saturday- Food & Love Week Continues

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See what I saw Saturday

See what I saw Saturday

Zuzu day- First Ride
We gave Zuzu a tricycle for her 3rd birthday a couple of weeks ago. It was a most excellent find at a local thriftshop. Real shiny red metal and monkey stickers to boot! I found it a few months ago and had grabbed it and then must have willed the desire for one into Zuzu’s psyche because a few weeks ago we were shopping and out of nowhere she said, “Momma, I need a bike!” And I had the good fortune to remind her that her birthday was on the docket and maybe she could get one then! She took one look at it and squealed with delight. Later that evening on the phone to Gramma she announced, “My bike doesn’t have a basket!” Dohhh! I guess we know what to look for for Christmas!
See what I saw Saturday

Lily
Dear Loves,
We’ll be taking a small hiatus from the Letters to my Love- format. Perhaps to return to it on a monthly basis. In its place will be some of my favorite photographs over the years. While my words of love for you are still here- they are in my heart and my head- I need a little more time with you all. These photographs are filled with my love- for you, for life, for the blessings that are my memories. I love photography. Someday I’ll learn some technical expertise. Until then, those still images of my memory that remain are because they touched my heart and I hope to have them remain in my psyche.
Love, Momma
Meet Challula- The Family Cat

- Challula
Lovey’s brother is in between homes right now and when he is in his home he is rarely home. So sweet little Challula- affectionately known by all as Chula is coming to live in the Blue Ridge Mountains with us! Chula came to him by way of his Auntie’s farm. We are excited to have a chance to bond with she; who has essentially become the family cat. She will be making her way to us on this Friday. Zuzu will officially be named her person. Zu is beside herself with excitement. We had a lovely Kitty- named Sasha who we affectionately called Kitty until Zuzu was about 4 months old. Sadly he passed away from kidney failure. During one of the rare snowstorms we get in our part of the country. We’ve been a bit too grieved to find a new pet until recently. We briefly had a sweet little kitten take up residence in our garage earlier this summer. But sure enough, the day after I took him to the veterinarian for a well check and round of vaccinations he disappeared. I’m fairly certain I know who has him. Rumor has it he has taken up residence with one of the animal-loving staff at our local bakery. By the time we found this out though he had been gone a month and we felt it wouldn’t be right to ask for him back. Zuzu knows he went to live with “his family” and is quite content talking about it in those terms. When she heard Chula would be coming to live with her though her first comment was, “Yay! I will call her Solomon!” Which is what we had named the other kitten. When I explained that this was a different kitty and one that already had an identity she smiled and said, “Yes- then Solomon can come back and live with us too!”. Poor dearie- she is quite matter-of-fact about the whole cat conundrum and hopefully Chula will stay with us a good long while and become her BFF.
Welcome Chula!
Zuzu- Prelude to a Wish

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