Tuesday, May 31, 2011

5/31

Special, yes, yes, it is a difference of degree beyond kind.
But not ready for: Do I like it here? Answered quick: no.
Not without you.

A story of a woman never changing her house. Just ennui?
Or why when she might leave. Another says, its her jump off spot.
We've described ourselves.

Monday, May 30, 2011

5/30

Two friends arrive, it is hot, turn up the a/c.
Pool is fine, fish for dinner, plenty of clams,
Enough for all.

While having company is good, I know, still,
Part is needing others to see that where we lived
Really is special.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

5/29

We stayed an extra night, who could know
Our talk would allow all to speak of things needed
And to listen

Saturday, May 28, 2011

5/28

You, my Dear, spent many a year watching me head out
To do antique shows. This is similar, you know, particularly
When its slow.

Friday, May 27, 2011

5/27

Out the door, just a two hour drive to set up.
Looks all right, then off to a friends to stay.
Love her studio.

Back for the preview party and sell a painting
To a couple, their anniversay gift, nice but will be
My only sale.

Still, good and I am glad. Someone came.
They saw my work and now want to live with it,
That is good.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

5/26

Thought to put everything on the walls,
Invite friends to see it all up. You liked that.
Out of time.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

5/25

Listening to the radio while getting things done.
Paintings are framed, boxed and priced,
I am hoping.

Will this upcoming weekend be good?
Who knows. Done what I can and now hope
For some sales.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

5/24

Brian wakes early, goes for coffee and returning
Bids good morning to the fisherman nearby, then goes.
I miss them.

Off to paint with friends, shell-pink geraniums,
Hear one repeat advice I have given, good to know my
Words are heard.

Monday, May 23, 2011

5/23

A whole day with my brother and his wife,
We drive to share and to talk and to just
Spend time together.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

5/22

Here is close enough to Hershey PA, I welcome
My brother, my sister in law, glad to have
Then finally here.

Because, for whatever poor reasons I harbor, having
My brother see this place where we did live together
I find important.

It is the last place ever that ever will be ours, perhaps
Brian, being here, will have an idea of where I come from,
What I loose.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

5/21

Went to listen to music, mainly flute
played by a friend for an appreciative group.
Chose to sit alone.

Went with her and her husband afterwards
To enjoy food and drink and joke and remember
the beautiful music.

Friday, May 20, 2011

5/20

A friend wonders how we were the hermits
At the end of the road, happy to be so.
He sounds wistful.

To him so it continues for me, time off away
Then returning to this place of quiet by myself, hmmm
Not quite, really.


Thursday, May 19, 2011

5/19

Days slip by, one following another
Marking minutes, marking hours, marking time
Gone, not measured.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

5/18

Listen to the radio, a friends' blues show
I plan dinner for me and drink wine watching
the sun set.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

5/17

An evening with friends we first met here. They fed me well,
Not only good food but kind words and conversation and
Of remembering you.

Monday, May 16, 2011

5/16

Another busy weekend, the painting is good, as was
Time spent with friends. I am tired and my dog has become
Afraid of thunderstorms.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

5/15

It is a pleasure to paint these morning studies
With others and I am happy with how this
Painting is going.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

5/14

Again to the city for another open studio
Again to be swept up in another kind of life.
It is different.

Friday, May 13, 2011

5/13

Living alone is something I now do, with varying success.
Mostly it feels like trying to string a strand of really good days
(not daze) beads.

And mostly by the end of a week, it's mostly been a strand
with a single bead not followed by another. Mostly this, but
Not every week.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

5/12

Who to list as contact in case of emergency. I leave it blank.
Nope, can't do that, has to be a name written. I write in
My own name.

This is acceptable. I quip: Should something happen
To me, you better be ever so sure to get a hold of
My emergency contact.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

5/11

Sunset was beautiful this evening, a soft haze with low clouds
From which the sun ducked in a red gold shine before sinking
Below the marsh.

A few pairs of gees winged above, the dogs were content
To sit leaning against each other at my feet. The tug rumbled
Up the river.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

5/10

A year and five months out, these days fall in a good place.
Will take the good ones where ever they land, thank you.
These were kind.

I'll take them but reserve the right to mourn the ones
That will not ever be. And will cherish those I had
With my dear.

And give allowance for those days now and then can be good.
To permit possibility that maybe life can be loved because
Life remembered was.

Monday, May 9, 2011

5/9

Up early to paint a stream in another nearby park,
(Who knew parts of greater DC had such great little parks?) then
coffee and conversation.

Three hours to home, walk the dogs, cut the grass,
Get a lesson in changing mower blades, then
Watch the sunset.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

5/8

A quiet morning painting in a lovely studio.
Dinner with a friend's family, a grandchild's gift of roses.
Touched near tears.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

5/7

A lovely day filled with art and people enjoying
All the splendid work, weather, each other,
All this happiness.

Friday, May 6, 2011

5/6

This evening framed a friend's paintings for her show.
She and her brother-in-law bantered happily while arranging,
Happy to listen.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

5/5

The weather soft and sweetly warm, no bugs.
A good day to ride and I did, glad for the chance to sit
A different horse.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

5/4

Today was rain and thunder, which we needed. ("we" -
A hard habit to break) but cleared to a beautiful sunset.
Bug season pending.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

5/3

Don't feel quicker to anger now, maybe less so. Why bother?
Occasionally a comment hurts, but weighed against the good,
let it go.


Monday, May 2, 2011

5/2

"Gone but not forgotten." While we are remembered,
We live on. Mostly not much beyond memory of our nearest.
And that's okay.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

5/1

Learning to live alone is the task taken on;
Learning to dredge through the (long hours of) loneliness
To contentment alone.