About Me
- Snaggle Tooth
- Artist Alert! I create all kinds of things. Closet musician, song-writer, Story, NF writer, Book Designer, Poet, Painter, n Sculptor. Working another job tho. Long hair, fairly ancient. Where's the Dough? Maybe I'll get paid some instead of eating it. I'll get there one day soon, because I'm very determined n hard-working. Some one has to do it! As usual, I'll volunteer. Time n energy helps.
10 comments:
when do you move in?
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As the owner, I want to express my thanks to you for this photo essay. Emotions ran high throughout the year, leaving me unable to record all the process. It was at times gut wrenching for me to go through your blog, but through this, I have come to realize that this was simply a blip in the screen of life, and it is really good to be home. Thank you so much!!!!!!
David, they haven't invited me to move in yet...
Rachel, You're very welcome. It's really good to have your family back on the hill! It was tough being a witness, but I'm pleased there's a happy outcome for you.
your house is almost complete!
I'll move in with you & help you.
For a couple of weeks.
I can get to see some green for me.
My eyes need to rest on soft colors of nature
Blues & purples with green to soothe my eyes
I need to see trees, Queen Anne’s Lace, Larkspur,
Baby Blue Eyes with Forget-Me-Nots & Borage
Orange Bird of Paradise flanks the entrance to the nearby park
Exhorts me to see the flowers before the winter breeze steals them away
From my window all I see is the steel gray hardness
A light silver sky glinting so brightly it hurts my eyes
I want to see leaves changing colors
The farmer from Iowa tells me the cornfields all brown now
Yet inside my head
I see various shades of light green cornfields swaying in the breeze
I examine velvet blue bells in the grass as I tread them beneath my feet
I feel a poem coming on like an urge to eat something sweet
A craving to see something beyond these city streets
Simultaneously the sun breaks through the harsh steel gray sky
Beckoning me outside to greet my New York City streets
So many flowers spring to life in fall
I see Shooting Stars along with Saint John’s Wort & Violets
Ah, finally now I can rest my eyes, fest my eyes
Upon autumns’ last blooms before fall’s first freeze
Joy, what inspiring prose a la commentz- thanks
Great job documenting from fire to re-birth.
KatheW, Thank you for the compliment. It was a unique opportunity to show my journalism ability. Thanks for visiting!
Best wishes on your new home!
Aloha from Waikiki
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Cloudia, thanks for visiting! They are enjoying the new wonderful space there this summer. Aloha!
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