Author: harposword

6th September, 2018 Thursday Tea is black, the honey local and the milk from a goat.  Dream land, well, I roved.  I’m in a room I do not know and think the figure in the corner chair is my Mama.  An old friend is stretched on settee under a high window.  The pleasant conversation is […]

5th September, 2018 Wednesday harposword.com Tea is black with local honey and goat milk. A friend has Nubian goats, as I said, and her seven year old daughter milks them. Day is very still and my space bar is acting a little strange. I have hit it several times and still it does a little […]

4th September, 2018 Tuesday So tea is black with honey and local goat milk.   Day is still.  No wind.   I dreamt of Vampires at a party with old neighbors.  My dogs were there and threw up on the Neighbors bed.  Neighbor Wife left Husband and The Boy.  They were a little pissed.  I […]

3rd September, 2018 Monday, Labor Day The wind is up today.  The day is cool and bright.  The leaves announce the force of each gust.  Some caress and swirl like silk and some force all else aside until their wave is done and all stills till the next one comes.  In a month these reeds […]

2nd September, 2018  Sunday Its a late start today.  Its late morning and all the chores are done except perhaps the dog poo sweep.  I do like to procrastinate about poo.  This will help with that. I dreamt last night we were on our way to see my brother in LA.  I am driving on […]

1st September, 2018 Saturday Well, its damn chilly this morning.  Its bright.  Sun is clear.  And the angle of the sunlight speaks of the waning of the year.  This far from the equator the speed of wax and wane of light is so very very swift.  Summer Solstice has sundown at 10:30 at night and […]

31 August, 2018 Friday Morning is here again.  Tea is Jasmine Green and I poured it a bit ago and forgot to set the timer.  Oh Well.  Still steeping.  It’ll be a deep green… Dishwasher emptied, dogs outted except for the oldest, the littlest, the mightiest, and the loudest.  She is shrimped up nestled with […]

30 August, 2018 Thursday Morning is cloudy.  I woke seconds before a text ding from my phone and I knew who and why.  She lives in Texas and 6 am here is 8 am there and she loves to be the text wakeup rooster for her West Coast siblings.  She texted she wished me well […]

29th August, 2018 Wednesday Migrate to a Blog I am not sure how to use but, hey, we’ll try. I dreamt last night the apartment we had to be in was spectered shall we say.  Something dark lived in its space.  Bothered some of us but not others. I was aware of it and watchful […]

28 August, 2018 Tuesday I will continue.  Its good for me. My favorite incense is burning right behind the screen.  Temple incense.  First it was a gift.  A merchant at Christmas, grateful for my pile on her California counter, said,  “Here, I want you to have this.”  It has been quite the gift. I have […]