30 Saturday Aug 2014
Posted in at work, childhood, daily life, music, Uncategorized, wildlife, writing
and one of my favorites right up there with lollygag and hissy fit:
hemidemisemiquaver
Music: a sixty-fourth note. You’ll win hangman with this one.
17 Thursday Jul 2014
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a good night, backyard visitor, beds, cows to condos, island living, Kaneohe, Kauinohea Place, morning, only in Hawaii, screens, surprise cow
When I was in high school, I slept barracks-style with my three sisters in a large room with a concrete floor. There was a screened, floor-to-ceiling, doorway-sized opening at the head of my bed, about six inches from the edge of my mattress. No window glass or door, just a screen nailed to the frame. One morning I woke up to a cow chewing grass, about three feet from my head, on the other side of the screen. About ten feet behind him, there was a short rise that fell into a deep valley on the other side. The valley was lush with grass and cows. Now it’s nothing but condos.
12 Saturday Jul 2014
13 cats lived with me and my three sisters in Raleigh, NC. All outdoor cats, we named them: Whitey, Puffy, Scratchy, Snowy, Blackie, Rocky, Mama Cat, Smokey, Fuzzy, Baby, Milky, Tommy, and Stinky. We also grew up with Tootsie, our black Cocker Spaniel, who lived inside and out, and refereed every time we played four square on the porch.
I don’t remember any pictures ever taken of the cats. They were half-wild. Here’s the only remaining photo of Tootsie, 1967, in front of the porch of concrete squares.
