Farewell October
Thirteen years ago tonight, the sun began to set, the veil thinned, and we said goodbye to you. In those last eight days, we struggled to come to terms with the loss of you, and still do. We are changed, all of us, who were there. I have to work today, but later on I’m going to M & S’s for a Halloween party…so this … Continue reading Farewell October
It’s Just Another Sunday
Well Mom, it will be two years today I first posted to this blog, and thus was born The Temenos Journal. It was eight days after Tim’s death, and there I was all alone, staring out the window at an autumnal world. There was the lake, still in its calm cedar ringed glory, surrounded by things that would soon become a distant memory, I ventured out … Continue reading It’s Just Another Sunday
The Butterfly Effect
So Mom… I’m having one of those days. Heck, truth be told it’s just been one of dem weeks. Between this and that of daily life, anniversaries, schedule changes, life changes, weather, ugh… I’m a weary soul. So I’ve found myself holed up here within my abode obsessed this week with a PBS series on African-American genealogies…it’s so very intriguing. I hear these stories, and I see … Continue reading The Butterfly Effect
Messy Memories In Paradise
Hey Mom… I started this at 5:25am 2 years on, exactly when I held his hand and whispered to him, it will be ok. He could be honest, brutally so. He could be gentle, thoughtful, and sweet. He could be a good friend, and he could be a thief. He struggled with self-esteem, although only the astute would have known. He could be as mean, as he could … Continue reading Messy Memories In Paradise
October And Me
Hey Mom…I need to talk. So, I guess you could say it’s the ides of October, and so much going on I hardly even know where to begin. God, it’s hard to believe sometimes, but it will be 13 years this year. Thirteen years since that Halloween night you left us. And it astounds me how much has happened since the veil thinned and you past from us. I’ve moved home three … Continue reading October And Me
The Greatest Great
Hey Mom… ok, so last week I told you about our 3x’s Great Uncle David. That’s where I started, and I have a lot more info on them. First though….did you know that Dad’s related to half of North Carolina? I kid you not. We may dominate a lot of the graveyards in Oxford County up here, but, down there if ya spit you’ll hit a cousin. Last week Lex and … Continue reading The Greatest Great
Who Was David?
Hi Mom, I decided that maybe the best way to tell these stories I’m collecting is to tell them to you. It was for you I decided to start this research, so it seems apt that to you I should tell them to. The whole deep dive into the past helped me to cope with the loss of you, and do you know how often I’ve said to myself, … Continue reading Who Was David?
Shades Of Night
“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.” ― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance … for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime Continue reading Shades Of Night
2014 : 09 : 22
“But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places … Continue reading 2014 : 09 : 22
Random Shots From Yesterday
I’ve decided to start just taking random shots of whatever pleases. With no particular place to go, my desire is to just head out the door and go wherever the wind carries me. So over the next while I am going to get back to basics – photographically speaking. With my new little Canon Elph 135, and the wiles and wilds of London for inspiration, … Continue reading Random Shots From Yesterday
Doggone Adventures
Tis been a year now since Irish and I gained our independence. I’ve taken her to all my old haunts. All the meadows and forest trails I once knew intimately, and matured parks I scarcely recognize now. Our adventures have meandered, as we stopped to admire and take in that which surrounds us, each in our own way. We are becoming a team, her and I, … Continue reading Doggone Adventures
Music In A Pasture
I had been here before, a long time ago… and within those woods we had played, and drank water from a spring. In those fields my Great Grandfather had plowed, and worked the land, and I imagine as well my Grandmother and her brother and sisters must have played in those same woods that formed the backdrop for the stage. And just over the horizon … Continue reading Music In A Pasture
Wild Flowers Of August
In The Seven Woods I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile Tara uprooted, and new commonness Upon the throne and crying about the streets And hanging its paper flowers from post to … Continue reading Wild Flowers Of August
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