SEPTEMBER FIRST

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Stuff that means something to me

4 p.m.

Our Super talking to a policewoman

She showed him food she'd cooked via her IPhone and he said he was hungry and hoped she'd bring some.

7 p.m.

"Of course I can cope-
abandoning false hope,
then turning my focus to balance
those 'givens' so driven by chance.
I've salve for the footsore,
weak, weary, and whats more,
reserves from my heart space
that summon divine grace."

Cope Ability
by Ms.

Up close

Full Corn Moon or Full Harvest Moon – September This full Moon name is attributed to Native Americans because it marked when corn was supposed to be harvested. Most often, the September full Moon is actually the Harvest Moon, which is the full Moon that occurs closest to the fall equinox

Manhattan Window view

3 a.m.

September 2nd

Bed all day. Not ill. Just weary.

ADVENTURES at "WESSIEFOO"

October 30th 2018
Home from a week Without Internet
8PM

"So...?" she asks with the upward lifting lilt of the curious.

"Well...." I reply with just the slightest vocal twist to indicate that there are stories, "...but, let me land...remember I'm slow to shift.

10PM
Weary Woman

"So...?"
So...not yet for stories, they take a more settled spirit. I've opened snail mail and filed it all-cooked food-unpacked-checked the few plants for survival-turned lights on-relieved myself-booted up the laptop, read and deleted all email for the week-replenished daily supplement supply and I'm just about to update journal pages.

Midnight
Massachusetts Gleanings

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Me, losing Focus!
Fall Leaves with a Hint of Winter

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Milk Weed Seeds

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A share of the Annual Mushroom Crop
(Saute in Butter)

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"Hen of the Woods"

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Halloween Morning
7AM
Looking East

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10AM
My 'Front Yard"

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Owls Eye View

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11AM
Still too Weary to detail the many short stories: Amtrak Encounter and the First Bomb Delivery, Murder at the Synagogue, Backyard Bird and Wildlife Sanctuary, Movie Sharing, Family Breakfast and Lunch, New Feline Visitors, Spring Bulb Plantings, Transplants and Leaf Raking, Horses and What to Do When a Well Trained  Guard Dog Attacks, MSNBC, The Migrant Caravan and Official Response...I loaded the wrong SIM card into my camera so was unable to photograph there.

...Perhaps, more to come.

I FEEL A JOURNEY COMING ON

You know that feeling of agitation when the walls seem too close, when your feet itch to be walking out to elsewhere?

I'll be 'flying' away today for a week with no internet.

Keep looking up Friends

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4zXZ9K2i1o&feature=share

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May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you

May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay
Forever young

Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you

May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
And may you stay
Forever young

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift

May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay
Forever young

-Bob Dylan-

LIVING LIFE

"In all things of Nature, there is something of the marvelous"
-Aristotle-
(see link)

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Saturday Home

Deer Antler

(found in the Catskill woods many decades ago)

The Day Outside

(dreary, damp and chilled)

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First Chore
Made 20 copies of my Holiday Leaf Letter
"Summer-Fall-Winter"
Tomorrow I will add the text and Glitter

The lovely Lisette
(my always helpful friend at the local copy store)

Unfortunately
I left the original in the machine but didn't discover that until after the store had closed until Monday. Sent an email so we shall see if it was saved
Next Chore
My local pharmacy carries homeopathic remedies I need and much more
(see link)

Gift Shop

Next door to the Pharmacy

 Epiphany

Catholic church on the corner lit for Christmas

 Then some local food shopping, unpacking and storing, cooking rice, chicken and pears, doing accounts, answering emails and checking Facebook where the sad news that the long watch of many months is over for my dear friend and long time writing buddy, Barbara Hohenberg who posted a wonderful photo of Pierre at her Face book page
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Links

Aristotle Primer
https://owlcation.com/humanities/Key-Concepts-of-the-Philosophy-of-Aristotle

Prohealth Pharmacy
http://prohealthny.com/

BLOG COMMENTS

I don't respond most of the time here. It's just a question of how much I can manage in my waking hours actually.  I love comments and do return to read them. I also read and sometimes comment on several other blogs almost every day--love them. My virtual family is so entertaining and informative, I can't imagine how I ever did without them.
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SEVENTEEN RECENT PHOTOGRAPHS
(In the order they were taken)


This elegant wooden lacquered Raven decorates a table in the window of a furniture store in the neighborhood selling spare modern style. I'd be curious to know if it's actually resin or some other industrial substance and the manufacturers country of origin.

A  postcard I've held on to for a few years:
Portrait of Scot Borofsky by Jiyl Barrows, Photographer

 I edited to get just his head.

Two shots of my Kitchen Shelf...

 ...see the difference?

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Next block over on East 20th Street--part of the former Cabrini Hospital where a friend found final relief in a caring hospice, staffed by excellent Philipine nurses, and where I spent ten days and a fine MD saved me from a life threatening infection. It has been gutted and will soon become market-rate housing. We can look forward to yet another increase in the metropolitan population. There's a twelve story building that's been under construction for many months on the south east corner of my block, so more to come.

The Rubin Museum
Block Party outside on West 17th Street

 Silk art in the shop

 Art on the walls of the cafe...

...like prompts for thought.  Sadly, I didn't note the artist, but I did run into Babette Albens, a poet I've known for several years, there with her daughter Shira.

Outside Again
a traditional 'Stick Dance'...

...like our line dancing with props that serve as percussion instruments,

and everyone encouraged to join in.

 Everyone was clapping in time to the music too.

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After the vendors wrapped up, tables and chairs were collected and returned to the museum, I headed back East noticing this abandoned home-made signage...

...then crossed the street to Housing Works for an air conditioned break and met Peter Morely carrying his beloved thirteen year old canine companion. We had an illuminating and encouraging conversation about current politics.  He is an activist and advocate.

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Almost Home
On the corner of East 22nd Street--this last shot I'm calling "Sacred-Bee-Balm"

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SNOW ANSWER

The snow

began here
this morning and all day
continued, its white
rhetoric everywhere
calling us back to why, how,
whence such beauty and what
the meaning; such
an oracular fever! flowing
past windows, an energy it seemed
would never ebb, never settle
less than lovely! and only now,
deep into night,
it has finally ended.
The silence
is immense,
and the heavens still hold
a million candles, nowhere
the familiar things:
stars, the moon,
the darkness we expect
and nightly turn from. Trees
glitter like castles
of ribbons, the broad fields
smolder with light, a passing
creekbed lies
heaped with shining hills;
and though the questions
that have assailed us all day
remain — not a single
answer has been found –
walking out now
into the silence and the light
under the trees,
and through the fields,
feels like one.

–Mary Oliver-

Just having a home to come home to

is answer enough for me

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(((ha-ha-ha)))

Current Winter Gear

The boots have no traction left--I carry my cane for stability and walk slowly, picking my way carefully like the little old gal I am.

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