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the kitchen drawer: DOMAIN: the late Full Strawberry Moon or perhaps the early New Buck Moon
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Monday, June 8, 2015. DOMAIN: the late Full Strawberry Moon or perhaps the early New Buck Moon. He answers and I ask how soon he can be home. My voice gives away my urgency and he asks why and I answer "because there is a live groundhog in the pool.". AND so do I. Yet, I did not ask the inhabitants of the acre I "own" if I could move in 16 years ago, I simply moved in to the empty nest (house) and took over domain.
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the kitchen drawer: September 2014
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Tuesday, September 23, 2014. Eyebrows; End of the Harvest Moon. I look at my reflection. All I see are eyebrows. Not the birthmark that normally consumes my gaze, or the chicken pock scar near my mouth, or the sledding scar poorly stitched along my jaw. No. Just eyebrows. Dark slants of hair arching from the bridge of my nose. They are so OBVIOUS. Brown but not my brown. But don't you notice anything else? I shake my h...
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the kitchen drawer: April 2014
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Tuesday, April 22, 2014. Spiders Up my Nose.and Between my Toes! Waning Pink Moon Slumber. You are not really here." my husband said to me as we both sat on chaise lounges in the bright sunlight. I asked reflexively. I heard him, but that made no sense. Such a Buddhist thing to say. So very much like him. But something felt wrong with me and right with his words. I sigh again. Turn to the heavens and try to remembe...
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the kitchen drawer: Eyebrows; End of the Harvest Moon...
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Tuesday, September 23, 2014. Eyebrows; End of the Harvest Moon. I look at my reflection. All I see are eyebrows. Not the birthmark that normally consumes my gaze, or the chicken pock scar near my mouth, or the sledding scar poorly stitched along my jaw. No. Just eyebrows. Dark slants of hair arching from the bridge of my nose. They are so OBVIOUS. Brown but not my brown. But don't you notice anything else? I shake my h...
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the kitchen drawer: that which is
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Welcome to my kitchen drawer. The place I put stuff that does not fit into the regular organization of my life. In this version, it is thoughts and words.but at home, HA! That is what that key is for! So, are you starting to get the picture? I am an artist/jewelry designer. I have a website that showcases that side of me (in an organized way! If interested, here are some links:. My artist portfolio site. Lives in New J...
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the kitchen drawer: August 2014
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Wednesday, August 27, 2014. Turmoil- The Start of a New Day; Chapter Three; waxing gibbous Harvest Moon. In the streets and in our hearts. So much useless suffering. I am so tired of being defensive and guarded. (The shields won't take it Captain! May you be happy. May you be free from pain and fear. May you walk at ease in this life. So please, smile at me and I will smile back. It is simply me. It is so very easy to ...
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the kitchen drawer: Pungent Existence, AKA Life Stinks: the waning Blue Moon
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Saturday, August 8, 2015. Pungent Existence, AKA Life Stinks: the waning Blue Moon. Then it drifts, more fervent and I spy a dead mole. Perhaps the accidental drop of a flying hawk, the mole looks lie its sleeping BUT it smells like what it is: DEAD. Anubis nods. DEAD. A thought enters my mind: Life truly does stink. Do not a waste a single moment. Delaware and Raritan Canal. August 9, 2015 at 5:20 AM. Let them eat cake.
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the kitchen drawer: March 2014
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Wednesday, March 26, 2014. Play the Violin- why it's hard to be a blogger. I should write a blog. It's been a bit and that last was kinda a downer. Huh. think. think. think. Oh, I know! I'll write about my friend recently becoming a US citizen. GRRRR. No kitty. Go away. I'm busy in deep thought. Please stop nuzzling my typing hand. No. Get away! Jk;ghl;kflj'fbvd bd;'g. OK Focus. Focus. Monday, March 17, 2014. Then we g...
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the kitchen drawer: June 2015
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Monday, June 8, 2015. DOMAIN: the late Full Strawberry Moon or perhaps the early New Buck Moon. He answers and I ask how soon he can be home. My voice gives away my urgency and he asks why and I answer "because there is a live groundhog in the pool.". AND so do I. Yet, I did not ask the inhabitants of the acre I "own" if I could move in 16 years ago, I simply moved in to the empty nest (house) and took over domain.
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the kitchen drawer: Circle Dream
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Two nights ago, I saw the newly waxing Storm Moon. It hung low, a bright crescent with the ghost of the whole moon behind it. The crescent was a sliver of white, barely a saucer, facing upward as if to catch all the tears shed by our folly. Not nearly big enough. Not nearly. Yet, the Circle Dream is not my thoughts, nor my ideas. Dream down as best as I am able without prejudice the morning after, December 4th, 2012.