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Make it make sense
May 9, 2025 at 10:03 PM
A rare gem from an old journal: “5/18/09: cool, 40s overnight. Sowed beets, cress, arugula yesterday. Cat shat in the beans. I think it was to spite me for sleeping out all night.” #cats #gardening #journals
March 29, 2025 at 6:00 PM
It’s time for the little things of spring: the minuscule blossom of an American hazelnut (don’t hold its origins against it, it’s a nice, productive, friendly little shrub); the catkins of same, and the bloom of a cornelian cherry. Daffodils pending warmer days.
March 23, 2025 at 8:32 PM
Jacqueline is experiencing a tropical torpor. #catshine #catsofbluesky
March 23, 2025 at 6:03 PM
HHS Sec Kennedy suggests treatment with cod liver oil. Cod. Liver. Oil. OK, in 1825. Maybe in 1925. In 2025, we have decades of science proving that measles vaccine prevents measles. 1:5 cases hospitalized. Those are rotten odds, if you’re a parent. One in five kids in the hospital. […]
March 5, 2025 at 12:05 AM
Jacqueline makes her Bluesky debut
March 1, 2025 at 12:27 AM
#29 (home improvement)

cursing and blistered
I rue the drywall anchors
toggle bolts are best
February 22, 2025 at 12:54 PM
#28

Kensington quoit club/Crumbles daily by the tracks/Home to the homeless
February 22, 2025 at 12:53 PM
#27

Rooster on the porch/Crows at dawn, south of Lehigh/Friday's fried chicken
February 22, 2025 at 12:53 PM
#26 (the far West)
in his blue boxers
old man on his Locust porch
smokes and frowns at me
February 22, 2025 at 12:52 PM
#25 [bye for now(ow)]
spaced-out girl crosses
on red. I brake, break an arm:
titanium parts.
February 22, 2025 at 12:51 PM
#24

Still January's
hunger moon hangs closer -- cold,
the buds bide their time
February 22, 2025 at 12:50 PM
#23

First scent of berries
Ripening on straw: summer
unveils nostalgia
February 22, 2025 at 12:50 PM
#22

Rattling on potholes/by Engine Twenty-nine, I/want shocks like Josh's
February 22, 2025 at 12:49 PM
#21

June second clover
blooms furiously in weedlots.
Where did the bees go?
February 22, 2025 at 12:49 PM
#20

Homeward crossing guard
Holds hands with gray-haired sweetheart,
Smiles and waves stop sign
February 22, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#19

Hen flees north on Hope
Zig-zagging 'round the corner
And crosses the road
February 22, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#18

the el thunders by
Philly drivers run stop signs
in the blue dawn light
February 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM
#17

cricket chirps last call
summer fades: green, gold, then gone
'neath fierce hunter's moon.
February 22, 2025 at 12:46 PM
#16 (Fridays in December)

girls in tiny skirts,
youth briefly trumping winter
teeter on sidewalks
February 22, 2025 at 12:46 PM
#15

Hazardous cycling
amid icy trash cyclones
with frozen brake line
February 22, 2025 at 12:44 PM
#14 (waning gibbous moon)

Now bare, gingko stands
on moonlit golden carpet,
stoic until spring.
February 22, 2025 at 12:43 PM
#13

Divine Lorraine stands,
decrepit but unshaken
waiting for Irene
February 22, 2025 at 12:43 PM
#12
now April inhales
waiting for Sargent’s cherries’
swirling confetti
February 22, 2025 at 12:33 PM
#11 (0640)
Dark grey horizon,
Blue overhead. Flight is the
sole graceful exit
February 22, 2025 at 12:26 PM