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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...
Curious, Thriving and Befuddled
Thursday night I realized I had not been out since midday Monday except to take out the garbage and get the mail. Whoa. There was a break in the rain and so I geared up at sunrise to get out and...
Muscle Tone and the Ginger Fairy
Welcome to my yoga studio, aka the living area in the apartment I have now been in for 12 years. When I teach, it is right next to this area, the rug was a bit cleaner back then. Now, of course ...
Discombobulation
A much much better walk with the crew today. We saw the mountains and got up close and personal with the river. It was cold, but not too cold and I am so glad to have been able to get out as we ...
About the Butcher Paper
We are getting the weather formerly know as San Francisco weather. Dense heavy fog in the mornings burning off to bright cool afternoons. If you look center right, you can see Mt. Hood. This is ...
Mentioning Things
This was Friday, we had sun, obviously, in the afternoon. All the post-Thanksgiving family units were out and about when I managed to get out myself. This is an area of sidewalk next to a distin...
Grist
Ah, with Thanksgiving over one’s thoughts turn to the end of year holidays. All those marvelous sparkly lights to compensate for the starkness outside, at least here in the Northern Hemisphere. ...
Authenticity in the Fog
On the off chance you might not be aware of what season it is here; the fog and leaf litter are a bit of a giveaway. This was from a delightful walk with Mrs. Sherlock, Frieda, and Charity on Sa...
Squirrels, Cookie Tins...You Know, Lockdown
Finally, a break in the rain. This morning it was clear enough to see a few stars then a dense fog moved in and now it is clearing again. Although the trees are almost barren and it is cold, we ...
Intermittently, in Squalls
Is that not cool, hidden in the word intermittently is a mitten? Which is kind of where we are headed in the wet overwhelming dark of the transition from fall to winter. Not that I am counting ...
Adding Competence to Kindness and a Pledge
The Willamette river up close and personal on Wednesday. So much attention has gone to Diego over the last six months and Carlo has been due for a booster shot and check-up so that was the focu...
Letting Go and Cookies
This is from an early morning trek yesterday to the grocery store. The low light was fabulous. Just before I get to the big busy street there is this wooded area I walk through with a meandering...
The Power of Kindness
A couple of wow it has been a long time events today. Even though yet again our case rates are higher than they have ever been. I took the bus both to and from the grocery store like I used to i...
Wishful Thinking?
7 weeks until the solstice! Good for us but not so good for fire danger oh say in Australia. The picture is a broad median over near Reed College that Mrs. Sherlock, Frieda and I walked yesterd...
A Day Full of Things Starting With P
Back in the real world. It is cold here. That will put a bit of a damper on street protests but not voting, I hope. I am trying to hold hope as a sister state of mind during this difficult time...
The Brain Fog Slowly Lifts
Most likely by the time you read this we will be home. What a joy it has been to get away. Even for a few days. To look out different windows at different vistas. To feel and experience the fre...
In the Midst of Chaos
Yes, for the first time ever here on Prosebox I used a filter on this photo. It was just a little too dark to represent the reality Mrs. Sherlock and I saw on our walk Saturday. I have never see...
Talking To Each Other
There were no cancer cells in Diego’s biopsy. He does have something unusual going on in his pancreas and has thickening and inflammation in his intestines so the diagnosis for now is chronic Ir...
Angle of Inclination
Still waiting to hear about Diego’s test. He had a hard day on Saturday but has been pretty happy since then. I have lived with sick cats before, but this is different, this chronic intermittent...
Our Better Selves? She Says Squinting
This unusual dahlia is blooming down in the closest community garden, the one I thought I was going to get a plot in. Maybe next year. Like some years are good iris years, this is a good year fo...
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What flits through at a particular time.
