Summer in Central Texas

I can feel it coming…

Summer,

in the same way

I feel a winter storm

or bellyache

after too many sweets.

it starts slowly…

one day warm

maybe a few cool days,

the next day warmer than the first,

then suddenly all the way

to hot…

stifling hot.

The air at daybreak is still…

humid, still and eighty degrees;

at bedtime

it is the same.

Occasional storms

blow through…

I wish for one today.

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Spring garden-fresh dirt

Spring garden

moves swiftly into

Summer

Peas are gone and

beans are

plentiful

tomatoes turn

gloriously

red

I must pick every day…

Every other day

or

so

new cucumbers

for the table

Eggplants, two kinds,

are coming along nicely

Okra taking on height…

Romeo resisted

my ordering new soil.

I resist saying

“I told you so.”

Lest we forget… Memorial Day 2012

Remember those

who

spilled their blood

giving their lives

for our freedom.

My heart swells with pride looking upon

the beautiful country you fought for to keep us safe and free.

I  pause

when ever we remember those who sacrifice for others…

no matter what uniform they wear,

no matter in which country they reside

those in uniform put their lives on the line daily.

To all the men and women serving

and those

who have served

thank you is not enough

but

I hope it helps some.

To the families

who still brush away tears

for lost loves ones

in the service of our great nation,

thank you for your sacrifice.

If not for these brave souls

we would not enjoy the freedoms

we have today.

thank you

thank you

thank you

one and all!

Prayers to the Angels and Saints

I am uncertain why

a good Catholic girl

ok, raised well-strayed but

remained Catholic at the cellular level

forgot

briefly

to ask Saint Anthony,

Patron Saint of lost belongings

for the location of my new camera.

It has worked previously with cell phones

and missing birth certificates…

 

Today

I remembered

and prayed

and the camera location was

immediately revealed.

I tried it, later today, with parking places

in the busy hospital garage

the parking spaces opened up…

I hate toforget these important tools

it frightens me…

Nancilynn

April 26, 2012

 

 

 

Life Changes

Up before dawn now

requires two alarms

and I still manage to remain horizontal

much longer than ever in the past

sometimes I am already vertical

and my mind is still prone…

I take two blood pressure pills

a thyroid pill

and have access to a tranquilizer

for anxiety…

They make me loopy so I

cut them in half…

I am more unsettled recently

and cannot root out the cause

my life is cluttered

my house is cluttered

and most of all my mind is cluttered

I long for calm

in the noisy spaces

I cannot seem to quiet life.

I am going to try…

I lose objects…

checks waiting to go to the bank

my camera

my favorit earrings…

this has to stop.

Focus…

I need to find my focus!

oh,

and the camera

and the check

and the earring…

Nancilynn 4/25/2012

Desecration of the English language

Me/him/her or them

can  never DO anything…

they can only be done

unto…

They cannot talk

or go

or live or speak…

23 years ago

I desperately tried to explain

this concept to my daughter-in-law,

admittedly only 18 at the time,

but the mother of my grandchildren

all the same.

She never would embrace the concept-

and so today, I grapple with how to dissect

the sentence

” him hit his head and had to go to the hospital”

to HER children.

I was left void of an answer

aside from ” him did?”

Bastardization or desecration

they sift out equally-

when the language goes we are lost…