I remember when we thought everything would go our way before 911, before mass shootings, before division and racism became amplified and highlighted, back before we realized just how slow progress really is. Back when we stood for nothing but comfort and apathy, oversummering in our lounge chairs, oblivious to the bees circling, the wolves feeding near our doors, the terminal frost ahead.
Tag: poetry
Bonfire Hearts

I haven’t written a proper blog in ages, this post will be no different. Ha ha. To be honest, I haven’t been writing that much. What I have been doing is reading obsessively, watching Ken Burns documentaries, and picking out paint swatches for our home office. What’s that? Did you just say I was a nerd? RUDE (but true). My latest hobby is collecting old books. You can’t have a home office without lots of books. We’ve also taken to cooking more and trying new recipes. When the pandemic is over, everyone is invited her to my house for supper. 😌
In other news, is anyone else glad 2020 is behind us? 2021 is shaping up to be a more hopeful year with a new president and the promise of inoculation against Covid. It’s just heartbreaking all the lives that have been lost. I don’t know anyone it hasn’t affected in some way. My brother got the virus last month, but has recovered. My sister-in-law is currently in the hospital battling it. Say a prayer for her. Thankfully, she is getting really good care The medical field has really made strides when it comes to treating those with Covid, it’s just sad that some hospitals are so overcrowded and people can’t get the help they need I wish that this pandemic had been handled better from the start. Our government really let us down, but let’s not get into politics.
Anyway, I just wanted to touch base with you all. I hope you are well and managing. I think that’s all any of us can do at the moment. On a random note, Jon Stewart is now on Twitter. Oh my God, my tweeting life is complete. 😜❤️
How about we end with a little music from Dashboard Confessional…
Haul Out The Holly

Christmas has begun at our house.

Party In The USA.
The Lakes

“Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die
I don’t belong, and my beloved, neither do you
Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
I’m settin’ off, but not without my muse”
Weekend Vibes
“I don’t wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I’m here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences, they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools and gifts we got yeah, we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you’re still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn’t break, we didn’t burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I’ve got, and what I’m not
And who I am”
Just for Fun
Happy weekend.
I Can’t Hear You.

Raise your hand if you’re tired of keeping company with anxiety, perpetuated by a relentless virus and the dwindling sanity coming out of Washington. The wind there cold and reeking of hubris and greed. Empathy becoming a supernatural thing.
Raise your hand if you’re losing your patience with narcissistic behavior and a culture more into canceling humans instead of reforming them, a society on the precipice of being nothing more than a hollow hulk.
Raise your hand if you’re done with the self absorbed and lack of regard for community. People happy to button their own coats but with no time to consider their neighbor’s thread bare wear.
Raise your hand if you’re tired of apathy, of those wrapped in a flannel sleep, Always content to let others shovel the coals.
Now instead of raising our hands, let raise our voices. Don’t wish for lungs that can sing. Sing! Step up! Be visible. Be heard. The dark blistering rain is not quite frozen yet. Prove that all the light did is far from done.
-Tosha Michelle
Taylor Swift-Folklore
Just one of many melodic and beautiful songs on Taylor Swift’s new album “Folklore”. I think this is her best work yet. I can’t stop listening. All the tracks are pure poetry.
“My Tears Ricochet”
Parks and Recreation
Recently the family and I have been rewatching the comedy Parks and Rec. According to my daughters and better half, Leslie Knopes is my alter ego. Who knew? I see myself as more of a Ron, minus the tache. Ha! Anyway, in honor of my TV character doppelgänger and in the name of levity, (which let’s be honest, we all could use in our current Covid 19 world), here are some of my favorite quotes from the show. Y’all stay healthy and for the love of all that’s sane, wear a friggin mask!

- Everything hurts and I’m dying.” – Leslie Knope
- “There’s only one thing I hate more than lying: skim milk. Which is water that is lying about being milk.” – Ron Swanson
- “Time is money; Money is power; Power is pizza; Pizza is knowledge. Let’s go!” – April Ludgate
- “I am a Goddess, a glorious female warrior.” – Leslie Knope
- “Just remember, every time you look up at the moon, I, too, will be looking at a moon. Not the same moon, obviously, That’s impossible.” – Andy Dwyer
- “Sometimes you gotta work a little so you can ball a lot.” – Tom Haverford
- “We have to remeber what’s important in life: friends waffles and work. Or waffles, friends, work. But work has to come third.” – Leslie Knope
- “Halloween is my favorite holiday. It’s just the best. And I don’t have to work! Hey slutty teenage girls dressed as sexy kittens, pump your own stomachs this year!” – Ann Perkins
- “If I keep my body moving, and my mind occupied at all times, I will avoid falling into a bottomless pit of despair.” – Chris Traeger
- “What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring really loudly at me.” – Leslie Knope