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A Picture of the Plot
Here is the community garden plot. There were so many oak leaves on top that I didn’t realize they had covered it with burlap. I cleared off a bunch of sticks and small branches that had fallen ...
Transitions
This is in line with my mood. Still with one foot in winter and restrictions and lockdown and one full of hope for a verdant and sometimes sunny spring. I got my garden plot assignment today. I ...
Settling In
After the big storm…we walked the long way to the grocery yesterday over the big hill and there were more trees down than I have ever seen before. And there were still patches of old snow. At on...
The Boss of Me
Yesterday morning, Mrs. Sherlock, Frieda and well…a big pile of old snow down by the river. This is the parking lot of the Oregon Ballet Theater where the practice and rehearsal studios are. Whe...
Approval From the Other Side
It is a little better than this out there now but not much. We are waiting for rain. I am so done, so done, with snow. Thanks, been good to know you. Bye. The folks south of us are still withou...
The Next Adventure
I put this up on Facebook yesterday afternoon but thought it was endearing enough to share here as well. While I was taking it, I noticed a younger professional woman was struggling to get her s...
A Snippet of Frozen on the Homefront
The thaw finally begins. It is bad down where Kes lives. The roads are clear but everything else is a mess. We have a lot of trees here, that is one of the joys of living in this area. But now w...
Snowbound
For us this is a big snow. You can’t tell from the picture but there is quite a bit of snow on the ground. I was watching the camellia bush from my bedroom window yesterday and just after sunris...
My Word for the Year...Better Late Than...
Hellebore. Kes was telling me yesterday that all the local nurseries are empty because everybody at home is gardening. There is a dark purple almost black one too and they are out in the yards r...
The Perils of Advice...and Counsel
It is a race to see if the daffodils are going to bloom before the snow comes. One thing that is different this year about the prospect of snow is that we are all well used to stocking up and st...
But Why???
It is overcast and misty now and we are expecting rain for about three more days. I predict by the beginning of next week we will see our first daffodils unfurl. Yesterday was also overcast but ...
What About Now
This is from a solo walk yesterday. Mrs. Sherlock was tired, it was wet, and Charity wanted to make some volunteer calls. There is a Pacific Northwest vibe here even though last time I walked by...
Persistance
I still haven’t heard about a garden plot yet; every day I open my email I think today might be the day and I have been visiting the garden at least once a week to say hello. When I was in my e...
Character
This is quite similar to a picture I put up about 15 posts ago, but you know, when you are confined to home territory there are somewhat limited options, and it is good practice to shoot the sam...
Mrs. Patmore and a Lack of Drama
From a couple of days ago. It helps to know where to look for these signs of spring. We are heading into a long cold wet stretch of weather, so these glimpses of the abundance to come are useful...
Reflections on Accountability
“We shall overcome because the arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward justice.” I read in a snippet yesterday that President Obama had this statement emblazoned on a rug in his of...
Finding Still Points
This looks like a whole other world doesn’t it? But it is only about 8 blocks from where I live. Near the street where the house with the bubble lights in the kitchen window is. Walking with my ...
Planning Commences
Crocus, iris and daffodil shoots are coming up. It has been unusually warm and wet but it looks like we will have some ice and snow next week, so winter isn’t done with us yet. We had a dry day...
Worth a Try?
Something about the circumstances the last few weeks have conspired to make it so the pictures I post are not the best, but the whole point of the pictures here is to give you a feel for my worl...
Even in the Midst of This
A new door in the neighborhood down on the next block. There are two of these now protecting the small back and side yard of a lovely home built in 1886. It was sold last year after the demented...
A World of Possibilities
At some point in my 20’s I became a goal setter. Before that it was more a question of gliding and surviving and sometimes having fun. There was drifting from thing to thing and then finding my ...
A Tin, A Fire and Of Course, Toffee
This house was located in the center of downtown Portland near my church and empty for a long time. A group of concerned citizens raised money painstakingly for years to move it and in the last ...
Slut Wool
This, we discovered is what we call dust bunnies used to be called. Those lazy slatterns not keeping up with the housework. Kes and I have made a commitment to do a half hour of cleaning every d...
Where Ever There is For You
Today. This wisteria arbor is pretty much the last standing structure on a block where three Victorians (broken up for the last 20 years or so into cheap student housing) and an anchor mansion s...
Remembrance of Things Past, Kind Of
Not the greatest picture but you go with what you’ve got. This is the kitchen window of a small house with a kitchen pretty close to the sidewalk. The back of the house hangs over a hill and has...
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