friendship
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Niki
Today I get to write, because Niki is going to the grocery store for me. Niki has been, steady and patient, in my life for twenty-eight years. She has outlasted my absences and withdrawals, my long silences and strenuous sulks. We’ve played together, at auctions and art shows; at second-hand stores and carnivals. We have… Continue reading
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Prairie Mary’s Missoula, & Friendship
Today’s post is courtesy of Prairie Mary, with whom I once shared a bowl of guacamole in decadent downtown Missoula. Sharon is much braver than I am — she lives in Missoula. For three years I visited Missoula twice a month, staying in a basement full of spiders and memories of the teenagers of a… Continue reading
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Poetry Thursday
My long-time friend Alan, who (as far as I know, but there is probably much that I don’t) has never been much of a poem writer or reader, sent me this: Life (spirit; intellectual activity; etc.) Exists (operates; achieves; abides; relates) Between (metaphorically as necessary) The clouds (steam) And the glacier (ice) In the thin… Continue reading
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Friendship
Photo by Abigail Robinson ~ click for larger image This is the view from Abigail’s bedroom in England, complete with seagull family. I’ve been thinking a lot about friendship lately; illness makes one reevaluate, and appreciate, friendships in a new way. Some friendships that would stand strong against a terminal illness, don’t survive the stresses… Continue reading
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Sunday in Montana
Photo by [cousin] Sue Pinkerton My garden has been filled with drunken waxwings. After two window collisions (at slow speed) I pulled the lace curtains — and then one banged right into the shingled wall. They are gorging on fermented berries from the mountain ash. I’m gorging a bit myself, on the company of a… Continue reading
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