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buggy beauty
Tu b'shevat arrives tomorrow, and Middle Tennessee is supposed to get whumped by snow by then. Coincidentally, a crepe myrtle the Beautiful Young Man had ordered at the start of November was delivered this week, so he's planting it as I type.
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whipping through the weekend
I'm winding down from a weekend with a fair amount of socializing and cooking. The socializing was in small groups, via paddleboard yoga (photos on IG and Twitter ( x2)), a neighbor's birthday party (involving Ethiopian and Indian food and quite a bit of red wine and unbridled nerdiness), and a brunch I hosted in honor of another friend's birthday. ( Read more... ) -
hair in a tantrum / eyes like two streaks of fire
Today's subject line is from Bachelor's "Stay in the Car," which has been earworming me since I heard it on WXNP earlier this week.
Dance recommendation: Anna Morrissey's All Together Alone, a modern take on "Ebben? ne andrò lontana," which I've adored since playing viola for it eons ago. Up until May 29. Warning for light-sensitives: there is some ( Read more... ) -
O if I were Scotland I would turn my back
The subject line's from Adrian Mitchell's "After the Third Election of Thatcher," which continues:
. . . and climb on my horse and ride away
And if I were Wales I would turn my back
And climb on my horse and ride away . . .
This is in the collection Blue Coffee: Poems, 1985 - 1996, which has this opposite the table of contents:
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prints tantalize my soap
[The subject line is from June Jordan's It's Hard to Keep a Clean Shirt Clean.]
It's a sunny Saturday morning, the sky is a beautiful blue, and the forecast for this afternoon is in the 50s, with the wind below 10 knots per hour. But I have seven chapters and a fifty-page bibliography to finetune for a volume editor and image manager before the end ( Read more... ) -
inventory
Some things I miss:- dancing, including waltzing and being dipped
- locking in tight harmonies with other singers
- trying new-to-me bars and eavesdropping on / chatting with whomever at them
- spur-of-the-moment visits to Cheekwood
- hell, unplanned all-the-things
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Tell Luna, tea is waiting
Today is crowded with overlapping possibilities. Newark Museum's virtual Carnival Celebration runs all day, with the samba/capoeira session at the same time as Iowa's English country dance gathering. Says You's Kisses and Quips show was on my calendar for a long time, but my church's cabaret for Habitat for Humanity streams at the same time. Plus, ( Read more... ) -
unpacking Misfits Market shipment 1
There are several terrific Beths in my life. My honorary aunt Beth in North Carolina is a public health physician and film professor whose pack of dogs include a very fluffy Rafa (named after Nadal). Here's me holding Harvey (named after the rabbit) a few years ago:
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