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Couldn’t resist these caterpillars to go with the photo of the hornworm caterpillar I published a few days ago. He wanted to join his cartoon comrades, so here he is again.
If you listen and/or watch one commentary on post-election election news, listen to this one. It covers a broad spectrum of upcoming prolems in a succint, listenable monologue.
https://www.msnbc.com/all-in/watch/chris-hayes-if-the-gop-loves-our-country-it-needs-to-fight-covid-19-95751237606?fbclid=
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Midnight Bully
A constant aberration, it emerges in the night
to assert its domination, for it will have its bite.
It provokes me to assist it as I switch on the light,
and though I try hard to resist it, I always lose the fight.
I wander down the hall and once the kitchen is in sight,
I make a beeline for the fridge as I bemoan my plight.
I am simply not to blame. It’s just my appetite
that draws me from my midnight bed to assert its right.
It is not my choice, for I have been true to my diet.
It’s my appetite that simply must get up and pie it!
Prompts for today are emerge, aberration, provoke and switch.
Happily, this is fiction, at least for the past three months, as I have been true to my diet for that long. 24 pounds as of today, but as you see, my subconscious and the prompt words conspired to take me down a naughty path creatively if not physically.
Happy Birthday, Mother.
This half-opened hibiscus is as close to a peony as I could get for you.
(I never see peonies without thinking about my mother, as she had planted them all along the walk between our back door and garage. Today would have been my mother’s 112th birthday. I don’t have a photo of my mother’s peonies, but see Cee’s glorious and timely peonies HERE.)
If this is really feasible, it could be what saves our world.