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Reblogged

Today I am re-blogging one of my favorite early posts- this one from 2011.  I have lost most of my earlier posts, but I am certain I have been blogging at least since 2009, starting with genealogy and then discovering that there were so many others like me who love to capture the beauty I see everyday...from flowers to clouds...from cows to dragonflies.  Blogging is one of my favorite hobbies, (and includes nature, photography, and poetry)  and I am lucky to have found a most wonderful group of kindred spirits who also love to share their world with me. 


I fell the other day and broke my leg in two places.  I can hobble here and there, but I can't get out and take photos, yet.   Hopefully soon I can.  It's not horribly painful, I just feel so stupid for falling. :(   This seems to be my year for Murphy's Law.  
One of my blogging buddies wrote and reminded me I don't have to post a photo to blog- thank you for that reminder.  Sometimes I do tend to poor mouth myself...I need to really work on my attitude.  

Enough on that- here is the magpie from 2011: 

Lunch, George Tooker, 1964, 
Columbus Museum of Art

In another life,
she wouldn't dare
eat an ordinary
peanut butter sandwich
in public,
and certainly
not while sitting 
shoulder to shoulder
with  strangers.

She  prefered
the corner booth
at a high brow cafe
with her snooty friends;
endive salad
with blue cheese and walnuts,
and
a tall glass of wine,
but that was then...
in another life.

The hunger pains
are especially raw
today
and the coffee is so hot
she can feel it hit
her stomach with a warm
splash, sending heat waves
all the way down to her toes,
numb from standing on the line
for five hours straight,
without a break.


So she doesn't waste a second
worrying about used- to- bes
and memories-
they all fell in the slop bucket
(as her father used to say);
along with with every last one of her 
"I wants"
and "I needs" 
and her over-inflated dignity;
when Joe lost his job.


Her vanity is also gone-
it left with the last hundred dollar
hair do- slow to leave
as it grew out, 
but gone, nonetheless. 

And she grins just a tiny grin
as she remembers the bright red
band in her hair;  the one
her youngest daughter used to wear
to tame her wild curls.

And she thinks how easy
and absolutely free
it was  to make herself
feel  pretty today.

The break clock is ticking
so she doesn't waste time
looking  around for conversation

No one is here for socializing
they all know the drill-
pray first,
eat fast-
minds elsewhere.



(from 2011)
More takes on the prompt over at Magpie Tales

Randoms ~ We'll C About That

1
{week's fav}
My {crepe} myrtle has exploded and the bumbles are so excited
they are bouncing off of each other trying to find the perfect spot to land! 

2
Gauge (stumblebutt) vs. Sadie Mae (hyperwienie) 
Hot dogs at rest after a {chase}, 
but daring each other to bring it. 
Y'all, it's too hot to run. Seriously. 



3
{Canadian} Geese & new purple weeds that have 
popped up all along the banks of my pond. 

Teresa asked for a unique perspective so let's flip this one on it's head. :) 

5
 And for Tex, gourds on a fence, {curlicues} at the ready.

I hope you are having a good week. It's too hot to breathe here
and I am anxiously awaiting fall.  In the meantime
I've watched just a few {Christmas}in July movies.


sharing  with good fencesFriday's Hunt {starts with c, favorite, unique perspective} & Saturday's Critters, and  randomly with Tanya  & Amy for 5 on Friday