September 8th, 2018


Poem: "Whose Work Is Never Done"

This poem came out of the September 4, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by all the prompts from [personal profile] peoriapeoriawhereart. It also fills the "learning a new skill" square in my 9-1-18 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles.

"Whose Work Is Never Done"

The history of science
is filled with paradigm shifts.

It's there in the flow,
when the doer becomes
one with the doing, and
heat becomes spark
becomes fire.

It's there, too,
in the digging and
firing of clay to make
vessels as smooth and
waterproof as stone.

It's there, always,
in the warp and weft
that become weaving,
as fiber turns into thread
turns into fabric.

The ones who birth it
know that it's there.

They curl their fingers
around a feeling and
draw it forth into being.

They are the ones who,
knowing themselves,
yearn to know the world
every bit as intimately.

Their hands are
filled with implications,
the inventors of the future
whose work is never done.


Today's Adventures

We went up to the Broomcorn Festival today.  It's cool and intermittently drizzly, which by our standards is excellent weather for a street fair.  :D  This time I lasted an hour and a half, and we got to walk around the whole fair.  \o/  Some dumbass pointed the sign for the broomcorn tent in the wrong direction, though.  Dude.  You had one job.

We had just started to scout for food when I smelled corn and tracked it to a booth run by the same folks who do our favorite Mexican food truck.  They had a special: five tacos and a drink for $10.  :D 3q3q3q!!!  Best food bargain we've ever had at a fair.

Then we found a booth selling blackberry cobbler, which was also excellent, and they had a bit of table space so we squeezed in to eat it.  One lady was talking about the rain, and how some places rain all day, and I mentioned that America has its very own in the Hoh Rainforest.  And the guy across from us had grown up in that area!  :D  So we spent ten minutes pleasantly yakking about how big things are in a rainforest.  Said he found a frog once that was so big, he put a dog collar on it and walked it on a leash.  I wouldn't be surprised.

Other finds included a new melted mason jar spoon rest, half a pound of Arndt's fudge (chocolate black walnut and mint swirl), a hot sock stuffed with walnut hulls, our favorite bakery was there too so we got a box of butterscotch cookies, and Doug found someone selling pork rinds in various flavors.

A good time was had by all.  \o/