9 Mar 2015, 4:05pm
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Radishing

I am human, I swear, despite a growing propensity to seek out heat, purr and stretch. See, proof:

receivingradish
I didn’t get around to posting this here, but it’s been sweet for the hundred or so people to give a thumbs up or yay about it on FB and instagram. Within a couple days of release date, I sold 8 already. A good sign.

So, the pet radish, shrunken has rolled in. You can get it there, here, everywhere soon.

27 Feb 2015, 12:25pm
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This is how we use furniture (II)

this is how we use furniture
How something is used is how it is used.

Cats are teachers. Nap gurus with short-memories for accidental kicks. Lucid waking, able to turn from drowsing to maximum speed leap if need or curiosity pricks.

I have so much to learn about being.

So much to listen to like Philip Levine tribute show that JM did last night.

Death on death. Is the pile high enough yet? Now, Leonard Nimoy, who said he could too?

My wisdom tooth’s filling broke and the dentist filled it yesterday. I’m good for reading, that’s about all so reading I did. Here’s the first 17 books of the year.

Like a toothache.

Back in the early 90s when I got a filling I remember the large grey rubber sheet that isolated the tooth with a round clamp, the plastic over my chin, cheeks, nose, part of my vision. The terrible fumes. Being exterior to the experience, all conversation addressed to the hygienist, all decisions theirs. The dentist joking he should wear thick leather gloves because I keep biting him. The hygienist whose heat of hand came through the latex and who saw my chipped lips and asked if I wanted balm and rubbed a finger of gloss onto my lips with a compassion that brought me into a present.

Now a tiny tooth-sized raincoat and small layers, one added with a slow-release pain killer inside the tooth to soothe the nerve from the jars of drilling. Fewer small stages, no shoving on my jaw as if it is sand to tamp, more layers of magic light to buccal and distil to cure it, let is set and settle. Conversation with both, asking questions, not letting myself passively receive. Realizing how much skill they have. Imagine, rebuilding a tooth.

Otherwise I read, scratched notes. I called all halt yesterday to the usual. I tallied, because tallying is what I do and I read 276 pages in a day. I thought I made a few scratch notes but copying over it added up to 8 poems. The more you read, the more you see, the more there is to process.

And the more for dreams to work on. The delicate balance of not letting perishables perish and yet hoarding what we can before it is stolen. Another night of living in a war-zone, bombed out city, part-buildings, broken infrastructure, communication networks gone, squatter communities in lofts, seeds made illegal except for overpriced sources, furtive scavenged cans in hiding, trying to give them sun and rain enough to live without getting caught growing food.

What does the cat dream of, her small toe motions half running? Does she pursue or is she pursued?

20 Feb 2015, 3:40pm
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Extreme Climate

bewildered house plant
No, little plant, it’s still too cold for you to go out.

So far as new years resolutions go, I’m on track for work and life shape, but this exercise aspect…let’s just say that going out once a week to walk a couple blocks to eat is not quite up to the task of building rock hard abs.

But it is double-double season, that is double all items of clothes except for the underwear. (Wait, can bras be stacked?)

Doubled socks, two pairs of pants over long johns, two shirts, two sweaters, mitts with gloves inside. Forgot to do nested hats, but two hoods are better than one.

15 Feb 2015, 10:43am
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Adaptable

adaptable
Oh, apparently we use a sofa like this now. Better. I can see farther.

14 Feb 2015, 2:04pm
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Winterlude

It’s a good city to be a live-in tourist in. There’s always many things going on. It is a great year for Winterlude. The snow and ice sculptures are cut and stay put. None of this melt-right-away business.

As usual, it’s -37 with windchill, -22 without wind. Still, t-shirt weather if you don’t count the 2 or 3 sweaters/long johns, coat, hat, scarf, hood, double mitts, double socks…

Winterlude
A new one. Because nothing says Canada like portrayals of a 6-pack Indian chief. Maybe I should have stopped to photograph the miniature pony coming along the sidewalk instead.

P1260052
During.

literacy sculpture
After.

literacy sculpture
Nicely done.

P1260055
Before/during.

Bruyere sculpture
After!

Bruyere sculpture
That’s quite the transform, huh? It takes guts to be given the big block and cut it away to thin.

 
  
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