~most foodie love - tomatoes growing scandalous in my front yard,
lightly salted and eaten still warm from their suburban vines
(lots of other veggies, too)
-I had so much fun as a gardener this year.
~most soothing space - a little prayer garden we built
in the back yard, strung with starry twinkle lights,
and tucked in cozy my roomy swing.
* swing-swing* *pour out heart* *swing-swing*
*swing-swing* *listen tender* *swing-swing
~biggest summer strangeness – no swimsuit lines on this farmers tanned skin,
no swimming at all……that’s a first since,
well, that’s a first.
~second biggest first of Summer - no despair about the first summer first.
Didn’t surrender up one morsel of joy over it
and feeling sweetly summered still.
~biggest summer solution – Did some stretchy creative art-growing with the front entrance
of our neighborhood because funds were short so instead of the usual plantings
I seeded strong sunflowers, feathery cosmos and brilliant zinnias
and, my God, their blossoms made my heart twirl colors I’ve never met before.
It was some serious splendor…..really satisfying stuff.
~sweetest summer surprise - goldfinches!
~biggest slip and save – I tugged hard on a long weed and up came the weed
and a huge swarm of angry yellow jackets. I fell backwards and was stung only once.
On my hand. Like a slap. Could’ve been way more wicked.
~biggest sigh of satisfaction – my zine was born and took
it’s first tentative toddles.
~scariest leap and learning curve - letting my zine be born and take it’s first
~best summer read - strange that this would even make the feed
but so crazy-helpful that I’d love to issue every human being a copy:
Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work.
Is that not just an unfortunate title?
The cover is even worse (really, it’s a wonder anyone bought the first copy.)
But it’s brilliant stuff, this. Like a relationship whisperer.
- banana bread with chocolate fudge icing
(or is this a hello to the season coming on golden with change?)
~what I’m loving - living
yeah, it’s a romance worth keeping alive
“I didn’t fall in love with you.
I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open,
choosing to take each step along the way.
I’d choose you; in a hundred different lifetimes,
in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality,
I’d find you and I’d choose you.”
-The Chaos of Stars
I’ll be sending September copies of my Ripplesongs zine
to Jane (my high school English teacher!),
Barbara and Susie.
Just need snail mail addresses and I’ll put your packages on a fast pony.