October 1st, 2018


Monday Update 10-1-18

These are some posts from the later part of last week in case you missed them:
Fall Bingo Card 9-30-18
Bingo (1000 Words or Less)
Sunday Yardening
Spread of Homo Sapiens
Antipodal Earthquakes
Bingo (Cottoncandy)
Poetry Fishbowl Report for September 18, 2018
The Dark Core
Effects of Separation
Poem: "The Most Terrible Poverty"
Poems Under Consideration
Poem: "As Giants and Patriarchs"
Friday Yardening
Poem: "The Storybearer"
Emotional Intimacy Question: Saving
Wednesday Yardening
Cuddle Party

There will be a Poetry Fishbowl on Tuesday, October 2 with a theme of "If you're going through hell, keep going."  Make a note on your calendar, and I hope to see you then!

Poetry in Microfunding:

There are three open epics. We're full until at least one of these concludes.

"Energy, Made Visible" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Shiv. Now Shiv flibbers over being unable to earn ALL the pretty colors at once.

"Only If It Is Embraced" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Damask and has 6 new verses.  Savoir Faire and the others discuss tactics.

"In the Depths of Your Grief" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Officer Pink and has 11 new verses. Kedric and Turq talk about therapy.

The weather has been mild and pleasant here. Seen at the birdfeeders this week: sparrows, house finches, and a lady cardinal. In bloom: marigolds, gazania, zinnias, salvia, cleome, petunia, million bells, snapdragons, lantana, dianthus, morning glory, sedum, and goldenrod. There's also some pink thing in the prairie garden. Crabapples, apples, and pears have green fruit.  Leaves are just beginning to turn colors in a few places, but not much yet.  Possibly because we've gotten more rain this year -- in recent years, leaves were turning in August.  About half of the fields have been harvested.

Monday Yardening

Today is cloudy and pleasant.  I planted 12 miniature Iris 'Purple Hill' in the Goddess Garden.  These are deep red-violet flowers.  I quite like miniature iris.  I heard a bluejay shrieking "Thief!  Thief!" from the south lot but I never spotted him. 

EDIT 10/1/18 -- I went back out and planted 30 Crocus vernus in mixed colors of yellow, purple, white, and purple-and-white-striped.  Some I scattered a few at a time among trees near the house, and slightly less than half went under the Home Base mulberry tree.  It started trying to rain partway through, but that's okay; we could use some rain.

EDIT 10/1/18 -- I planted 10 Allium 'Ping Pong' in the purple and white garden.  These have round heads of tiny white flowers.

Poem: "The Hearts They Leave Behind"

This poem is spillover from the September 18, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] redsixwing. It also fills the "disappearing" prompt in my 6-23-18 card for the [community profile] hc_bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] ng_moonmoth and [personal profile] janetmiles. It belongs to the Big One and Iron Horses threads of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. It features cultural arguments over funding, danger sense, an earthquake at Yellowstone National Park, the caldera boiling over, She Walks in Mist stepping into the nearest pool to settle it, everyone assuming she's dead (which she actually isn't but they won't know that for some time yet), terror, grief, and other challenges. This may be particularly hard on earthquake survivors. If these are sensitive issues for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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