rain waterfalls down-
flooding roads, drenching my shoes,
re-greening the world
Michigan blessed us today with a gullywasher, which I enjoy despite the stalled cars and non-functioning traffic signals. Walking to the building is like walking inside the dome of a grey pearl, and the air is fresh and damp, plumping up my skin. After hitting 100 degrees last week, we are so due.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Haiku du jour - 100 in Michigan
cool air comes at dusk,
like a slow tide on the shore -
A/C can rest now.
Michigan survived a heat wave - it reached 100 degrees Farenheit last week. 100 in a northern state? Crazy. Fortunately, Michigan is used to crazy weather.
like a slow tide on the shore -
A/C can rest now.
Michigan survived a heat wave - it reached 100 degrees Farenheit last week. 100 in a northern state? Crazy. Fortunately, Michigan is used to crazy weather.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Haiku du Jour - Coffee
In coffee's absence,
How much sleep would I need, how
Much life would I live?
As I fill Starbuck's coffers yet again, I wonder just how far I would have gotten in life if coffee had not been there to propel me through the boring, difficult, or just plain futile parts of life. A sobering idea.
How much sleep would I need, how
Much life would I live?
As I fill Starbuck's coffers yet again, I wonder just how far I would have gotten in life if coffee had not been there to propel me through the boring, difficult, or just plain futile parts of life. A sobering idea.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Haiku du jour
like a friendly hand,
my hair drapes around my neck -
constant companion
It only took two and a half years, but my hair is past the ugly stage, and able to be good company. Decoration, blanket and pillow - three in one.
my hair drapes around my neck -
constant companion
It only took two and a half years, but my hair is past the ugly stage, and able to be good company. Decoration, blanket and pillow - three in one.
Haiku du Jour
the wall of heat that
leaves me gasping is the kiss
that unfurls the bloom
Just because I don't like the heat doesn't mean it's all bad.
Every year, Michigan gets a solid week of punishing heat. We cope. We're Midwesterners.
leaves me gasping is the kiss
that unfurls the bloom
Just because I don't like the heat doesn't mean it's all bad.
Every year, Michigan gets a solid week of punishing heat. We cope. We're Midwesterners.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Haiku du Jour - Lilies and Fireflies
I stake my lilies,
heavy, fragrant - fireflies
gather and applaud.
Excuse the long break - I've either been out of town, or trying to get things organized so that I could be out of town. I'm back at work in the yard, heat allowing, which has run wild again. Two lilies have toppled under the weight of their blossoms, so I provide support. Around dusk, I like to watch the fireflies. They visit everything I touch, and seem to approve.
heavy, fragrant - fireflies
gather and applaud.
Excuse the long break - I've either been out of town, or trying to get things organized so that I could be out of town. I'm back at work in the yard, heat allowing, which has run wild again. Two lilies have toppled under the weight of their blossoms, so I provide support. Around dusk, I like to watch the fireflies. They visit everything I touch, and seem to approve.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Fourth of July - Haiku du Jour
fiery flowers
hurl themselves across the sky -
dancing stars and smoke
Even if I only peek at other people's fireworks, I try to see some every 4th of July. Fireworks seem to capture the cheeky exuberace of the holiday best, and seeing them over the lake near my house is icing on the cake.
hurl themselves across the sky -
dancing stars and smoke
Even if I only peek at other people's fireworks, I try to see some every 4th of July. Fireworks seem to capture the cheeky exuberace of the holiday best, and seeing them over the lake near my house is icing on the cake.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Haiku du Jour
The soft morning light,
grass, water, flowers, and earth -
the scent of summer.
Michigan puts us through some rough winters, but spring and summer can be angelic. There is nothing like the balmy smell of a beautiful summer day coming your way - it sweetens the morning commute.
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Perfume du jour: Carnation (Mona di Orio)
Named not after the flower but the bloom on a maiden's cheek (the French word carnation), this deliciously creamy and mildly spicy Floriental has top notes of bergamot, clove and geranium; middle notes of ylang ylang, violet, jasmine and precious woods; and base notes of musk, amber and styrax.
I am an unabashed perfume junkie who has just realized that her perfume decant stash is off the charts. New plan - perfume sample a day until I get down to the French's girl's number - one scent for day, one for night. We'll see how this goes. This is a lovely blend - a rich floral, but not cloying. Happy time!
grass, water, flowers, and earth -
the scent of summer.
Michigan puts us through some rough winters, but spring and summer can be angelic. There is nothing like the balmy smell of a beautiful summer day coming your way - it sweetens the morning commute.
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Perfume du jour: Carnation (Mona di Orio)
Named not after the flower but the bloom on a maiden's cheek (the French word carnation), this deliciously creamy and mildly spicy Floriental has top notes of bergamot, clove and geranium; middle notes of ylang ylang, violet, jasmine and precious woods; and base notes of musk, amber and styrax.
I am an unabashed perfume junkie who has just realized that her perfume decant stash is off the charts. New plan - perfume sample a day until I get down to the French's girl's number - one scent for day, one for night. We'll see how this goes. This is a lovely blend - a rich floral, but not cloying. Happy time!
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