Saturday, October 25, 2014

Fireworks Flowers

Dahlias from the final Saturday Spokane Farmers' Market.

GL, 10/25/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Saturday, October 4, 2014

From The Moth archives...and, today, I saw a limping turkey...

(While running through the Oak Tree Grove as Crazy Acorn Collecting Lady, I saw a raffle of who was limping...a first for, I saw a limping turkey, where the boys and I counted trees.)


Counting Trees

One of my favorite places to run through is a boulevard lined by four rows of huge red oak trees which drop their acorns in the fall…sounds of sizzling bacon. Recently, I stopped by on a low-key five miler and wondered about the trees who reside here. I have jogged here for years, never pausing to count them, and this seemed a good time as any.

You’d think that such a task would be easy, but I kept losing count…did I count that one? Oh yeah, I did but not the one behind it, diagonally to the left…or was it to the right? I simply could not keep them straight, so I decided to revisit during my lunch break.

From my car, I thought this should be a breeze. Nope. Still lost count and could NOT keep track of those counted and those among the not-yet numbered. Figuring that nearby homeowners would not appreciate my slathering the trees with bright red paint in an effort to stay organized, I decided I would return with more eyes.

So I recruited my boys on the way to a Tod Marshall poetry reading. I rolled down their car windows and gave clear instructions to each of them. To my nine-year-old I explained that he was to count only the trees that lined the left side curb and not to worry about the trees behind as we would catch them on our way back up. To my almost 12-year-old, I said, do the same thing, only on the right side. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that they, too, became easily confused, because, after all, I as an adult was having difficulty. They kept messing each other up, so around again we went after I advised them that perhaps counting silently might be beneficial to the other and lead to a more accurate measuring. Then up the other side we went, counting the other two rows.

It was hysterical. I laughed until the tears were streaming down my cheeks. The boys’ facial expressions, responses, and questions just sent me into another peal of laughter.

“Um, Mom, why are we counting trees?” my nine-year-old asked.

“I’m not sure. I guess I am just curious about all these gorgeous trees,” I answered, thoughtfully rubbing my chin.

“If you don’t know why, then why do we HAVE TO count?” he persisted. “Hey, do we include the tree stumps?” (I still don’t have an answer for that one.)

My almost-12-year-old chimed in, “Curiosity makes people do the strangest of things!”

I couldn’t speak for almost 10 minutes, I was laughing so hard.

I finally have some numbers: between the multiple countings, my best guesstimate is somewhere in the 60’s. SWEET! (But please don’t quote me as mine was gloriously messy count. If you need precise numbers, perhaps you should just go count them yourself.)

I am now off to count the lilac bushes in Manito Park’s Lilac Gardens!

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Brain Flowers

(Comb Flowers)

Thank you, Cindy, for the Perry Street Farmers' Market gifting

In honor of my dad, health nut like me, who died from a massive heart attack on August 30, 2014.


GL, 9/11/2014. Prevailing...Brain Bleed survivor

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Montgomery, Alabama, Mental Health Interpreter Training Conference, interpreting team, 2014

I LOVE these people...they make me wickedly wicked happy...Montgomery, Alabama,my second home!)

(Thank you, Shannon Reese, for the picture!)

GL, 8/7/2014. Prevail.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Orange-red Sun

Eerie light in smoky forest fires

GL, 7/18/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Oliver's cousins

Black-Crowned Night-Herons

San Diego, 6/27/2014. Prevail.

Saturday, June 7, 2014


Oliver and I had the most fabulous photo shoot today at Manito's Mirror Pond after my run and before Market.

GL, 6/7/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

More of Oliver

He's the best. Makes me wickedly wicked happy.

GL, 5/28/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014


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Wednesday, May 21, 2014


Oliver in May at Manito's Mirror Pond

It's good to see him again.

GL, 5/21/2014. Prevail.

Friday, May 16, 2014


The Lilac season goes by way too fast.

GL, 5/16/2014. Prevail.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Friday, May 9, 2014

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Moon Poem 30



Currents of Sunlight
Snake through and clothe green toned boughs
In Canonicals.

Farewell, National Poetry Month.

GL, 4/30/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Moon Poem 29


Limbs' seedling blossoms
Tousled hair, elbows awkward
Spring grows to Summer.

GL, 4/29/2014. Prevail.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Moon Poem 28

New Moon

Under Evening's sky
Clouds coated with grey concrete
A mirrored hallway.

GL, 4/28/2014. Prevail.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Moon Poem 27


Breathing deeply, tears
Burn her eyes, tightening her throat

GL, 4/27/2014. Prevail.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Moon Poem 26


Last year's pinecones dried
Forgotten toys unburied
In Spring's cleaned closet.

GL, 4/26/2014. Prevail.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Moon Poem 25


The bark of a tree
Gold on its veined column wrist
Bakelite bracelets.

GL, 4/25/2014. Prevail.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Moon Poem 24


Facts as hard as rocks
Pick their way through scars in steps
Fawn-like shaky legs.

GL, 4/24/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Moon Poem 23



The fresh of morning
Green in the air of wet grass
Peeled ripe cucumber.

GL, 4/23/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Moon Poem 22

Last Quarter

A strong breeze connects
The pond's denim jeans jumpers
By its brass buttons.


Monday, April 21, 2014

Moon Poem 21


Closing curtains twitch
As beads of sweat stick in spots
Upon her hairline.

GL, 4/21/2014. Prevail.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Moon Poem 20


From ceiling to floor
Lamplight richochets and sparks
In the dark of night.

GL, 4/20/2014.Prevail.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Moon Poem 19


Parts of a tree bend
Slim yellowed mossed twigs, wishbones

GL, 4/19/2014. Prevail.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Moon Poem 18


A fist in the face
The word ALIVE stops, cartwheels,
Then jumps off my chest.

GL, 4/18/2014. Prevail.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Moon Poem 17


Buckled by oaks' roots
Uneven grey stone sidewalks
Shoulder scapulae.

GL, 4/17/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Moon Poem 16



Wind blows sticks and leaves
Down the street in tumbleweeds.
Discarded handbills.

GL, 4/16/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Moon Poem 15

Full Moon

Farm machinery
Hunches under blacktop tarp
Awaits its Season.

GL, 4/15/2014. Prevail.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Moon Poem 14


A red robin flits
Tongue darting at the corners
Of her pink-lipped mouth.

GL, 4/14/2014. Prevail.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Moon Poem 13


The swaying tree branch
Its rusty hinge pings and squeaks
A metronome clock.

GL, 4/13/2014. Prevail.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Moon Poem 12


Gray rain marches down
Thunder loudly applauses
Lightning's appearance.

GL,4/12/2014. Prevail.

Friday, April 11, 2014

Moon Poem 11


A fiddlehead fern
Curling deep into herself
A spinning pinwheel.

GL, 4/11/2014. Prevail.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Moon Poem 10


Old tree in water
Knees protrude, knotted joints thick
As though arthritic.

GL, 4/10/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Moon Poem 9



The hummingbird's wings
A question hanging in air
Knocking at the door.

GL, 4/9/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Moon Poem 8


A tired black mutt
Circles around an answer
Preparing to sleep.

GL, 4/8/2014. Prevail.

Monday, April 7, 2014

Moon Poem 7

First Quarter

The rosette of blood
Unfurls on my fingertip
A prick that blossoms.

GL, 4/7/2014. Prevail.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Moon Poem 6


The Sun drops a shade
Casting the Light of the Day
Into formal Dusk.

GL, 4/6/2014. Prevail.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Moon Poem 5


An old dog on stairs
Her stiff hips open and close
Wooden clothing pins.

GL, 4/5/2014. Prevail.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Moon Poem 4


On a farm's back porch
Black boots sit, dogs anxiously
Waiting for a walk.

GL, 4/4/2014. Prevail.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Moon Poem 3


During Winter's thick
A cabin hunkering down
In snow drifts and ice.

GL, 4/3/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Moon Poem 2



The skin of dried leaves
See veins in an insect wing
Delicate and strong.

GL, 4/2/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Moon Poem 1



A stream of water
Snaking through jammed grey toned stones
A Capriccio.

Welcome, National Poetry Month.

GL, 4/1/2014. Prevail.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Friday, February 14, 2014

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Blanca the Willow

Sitting comfortably and beautifully, shoulder to shoulder with Grandfather Tree on No Worries Farm.

GL, 1/18/2014. Prevail.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The First Full Moon of 2014

The 2014 mini-Moon, January's Wolf Moon, while I am on the road.

GL, 1/15/2014. Prevail.