How are border collies like bishops?
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Better than casting a shadow, don't you think?
When my wife and I lived in Arkansas, there was a groundhog living in the dry spring house. I kept hoping that it would dig into water and start the spring flowing again.
From a reader who shall not be named. :-)
Image from Wikipedia.
Well done, Marthe.
Failure to Toast
The blue flash particular
to a circuit fried
wisp of smoke, the smell
half charred crumbs
half wire sheathing burning
on the day the toaster oven died.
A small thing, familiar
UL certified
no whistle or bell
or grand sums
spent on “status” baking
just bagel warming at morningtide.
Here beneath the floorboards
of security
where we soften scapes
long past thrift
with twenty-five watt light
the “expired appliance warranty”
is epitaph the wards
of prosperity
hear as time to traipse
options sift
at the mall where no right
exists but the harsh rule of plenty.
To the bin, the broken
trash the obsolete
count as lost, beyond
repair those
who failed to court with toasts
network or successfully compete
of these no word spoken
judged human sleet
as if to respond
would impose
on best kept private ghosts
hold in abstraction cold bread, defeat.
(Marthe G. Walsh)
Ash Wednesday resonates in New Orleans more than in most places because of the way we live the day before. There would be less purpose in saying “farewell to flesh” were we not previously so consumed by flesh of all forms.Errol Laborde in New Orleans Magazine.
Laborde's words made me smile, because they are so true.
True. Sorry, fans of the Super Bowl. Still, I hope the local businesses in New Orleans make lots of money from the visitors.
From someecards.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Yesterday, I was gone from home all day, spending time in activities with various members of my family. The first outing was to Grandparents Day at my granddaughter's high school. Grandpère could not go, as he was due at the boat museum at the same time. Last year, we made the grand tour of the entire school, so GD didn't think we needed that again, but she did want us to visit her art classroom and see the work she had done in class. While we were looking at her pictures, the art teacher came up and said, "Your granddaughter is a very talented artist." I said, "We know." Still, I was delighted to hear the art teacher affirm what we knew. The picture is from our visit to the school last year. The photo from this year will be mailed to me.
Next up was a pleasant lunch at a local restaurant with my daughter-in-law and son to celebrate my DIL's birthday. I enjoyed spending time with them, catching up with what's going on in their lives and the life of their son, my grandson, who is at LSU. I have sworn off discussing politics with my son, except about matters upon which we agree, and I managed to keep my oath till the end of the lunch, which mercifully concluded before the discussion became too heated. I'll simply add that we all agree on certain matters political, which I will not detail here. 
My next destination was my son's house to stay with my grandson until his older sister, my granddaughter in the top picture, came home from school and running errands. My GS is now a couple of years older than in the photo.
So. There it is - my family day - which is why I didn't blog yesterday. Busy, busy, busy.
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