Fall planting - Haiku du Jour

for lilies, I will
bury gnarled bulbs deep in fall
for sweetness in spring.

Going to a lily bulb sale on Saturday meant that I spent a lot of time digging, weeding, and mulching on Sunday. And I had to put up the varmint fence a second time. It will all be worth it in the spring. I know.

Fall Garden - Haiku du Jour

groomed and mulched,
brown earth settles in to sleep
and dream through winter

I took down the leggy tomato plants last weekend - a sure sign fall is here. Still deciding what to do with all the green tomatoes left.

haiku du jour

Uninspired, I
Gaze at my blog's empty space
And nothing happens.



Nothing personal, but I'm just not coming up with ideas. I may be just going through a fallow phase. Sheesh.

Film shoot - Haiku du jour

hats, gloves, cold night air,
no script, art is hard -
"it's a wrap", he says

An indie film maker has honored me with a role in a horror film, even though I have no acting experience. After many hours stumbling through the process of making art, it's very satisfying to hear the director tell us we delivered. I only got to bed at three, and the hoped-for campfire failed after several tries and much lighter fluid (damp wood), but it was worth it.

Hair toys - Haiku du Jour

transparent cream and beige -
once protection, the horn comb
hoists my hair skyward


Once you have long hair, the hunger for hair toys/accessories begins. Some new toys arrived from Vietnam via Etsy. So not plastic!

Victory Rolls - Haiku du jour

they cannot be small,
my victory rolls, my hair
demands opulence.

I dabble in retro looks, mostly to avoid falling into lazy hairstyle habits (the eternal frumpy ponytail, for example). My thick hair looks dreadful when I try small rolls, but suddenly turns cooperative when I twirl a large barrel. I look very Andrews Sister-ly tonight.

Blah - Haiku du jour

seeking elegance
and delicate images -
no luck, i'm just blah.

This is what happens when inspiration deserts me, even on a Friday.