October 6th, 2017


Friday Yardening

Today is cloudy and mild.  I went out and planted more bulbs in the purple-and-white garden.  I put out 20 Allium caeruleum, which will have globes of tiny blue-violet flowers.  I also planted 10 Scilla siberica 'Alba' which have white star-shaped flowers.

I have seen sparrows on the hopper feeder twice today.  \o/  Also while we were outside, we saw a red-tailed hawk!  It flew from one of the corner trees around the edge of the yard.  They like to roost where they can look out over the fields.  :D

EDIT 10-6-17: I went back out and planted 20 Muscari latifolium in the purple-and-white garden.  It's a tiny species hyacinth that blooms dark purple at the base of the flower spike with lavender buds higher up.  This concludes the current purchases slated for that garden, so I'll be moving on to another tomorrow.

Poem: "Fisheye Lenses"

This poem is from the October 3, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was prompted and sponsored by Anthony Barrette. It also fills the "ocean" square in my 9-1-17 card for the Pirate Fest Bingo.

"Fisheye Lenses"

Sometimes I sit in front of an aquarium
and imagine what it would be like to be a fish.

The light is golden-green where it shines
through the leaves of the waving plants, and
the water is clear and soft -- except at the edges.
I imagine that fish don't understand glass.

I can't look at a river without
thinking myself into it.

The water here is silken and twisted,
skeins of current running fast and slow,
the taste of home pulling salmon upstream
like a silver fishhook without a barb.

Whenever I see the ocean,
I remember the fish within it.

Color becomes meaning,
and life requires motion;
every surface is colonized,
incorporated into the ecosystem,
all flotsam and jetsam seen as
fair game, finders keepers,
but I can't help recalling
that this is still litter.

The human body is
a vessel for the spirit, but
it doesn't have to be a cage.

I have learned how to slip out and
see the world through fisheye lenses,
a kind of mental gymnastics that

keeps my soul limber and free.