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llllllllllllllllllspringlllllllllllllllll ![]() lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ![]() ![]() llllllllllllllllllllllllllll ![]() ![]() ![]() lllllllll ![]() ![]() ![]() llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ![]() ![]() ![]() lllllllllll ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ███████ PORTHOLE ███████ SPRING: 19 Baha 177 (7 April 2020) O my Lord! Make Thy beauty to be my food, and Thy presence my drink, and Thy pleasure my hope, and praise of Thee my action... - Bahá’u’lláh ![]() I apparently offended a friend. It was not my intention. Having any kind of interaction on spacebook is a landmine. It's not set up for serious conversation. Too easy to misinterpret other people. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Sun! Picked pink and indigo chionodoxa (glory-of-the-snow). A man with a lacrosse stick playing catch and throw against St. Anthony's back wall. University bus ... which is surreal as school is not in session. A bundle of daffodils. Taste of cranberries. Dogs wanting to say hello. ![]() Let this be my prayer: "April 7 poem--food" ![]() Make Thy beauty to be my food In these times of trouble, cupboards bare, as ugliness rules a wanting world, make Thy beauty to be my food. When thirsty for humanity's hug, when kindness seems to have disappeared, make Thy presence my drink, that I may do what's best for others always doing what's right for myself; make Thy pleasure my hope, When anger rises within my heart and words keep me from my earthly tasks, make praise of Thee my action. Kåre Enga [177.23] (7.abril.2020) ![]() From yesterday. It 'won', but no one reads my flash fiction much:
![]() "Guardian of the Veil" by Gregory Spencer. ![]() "There are stories in this waters ... tales of struggles and fears. I feel the voices between my fingers. I'm carrying their tears." p. 63 ![]() Spoke to 6 people today. Only took one walk. Boiled up eggs. Earlier made hash browns. Living on coffee. Just used the last 2 slices of bread for an egg-salad sandwich. Tomorrow is my regular grocery day. I'm not accomplishing much of anything. My life is 'on hold' like so many others. Living alone compounds the loneliness. ![]() ![]() They were offering spaghetti at the Sr. Center. Ix-nay. Bought scone at Bernice's Bakery. Their employees artwork is up on the walls. Looking good. ![]() Our Dear Leader is consolidating his power. Bit by precious bit. If he is not replaced, we may as well crown him King and be done with it. ![]() At 319 cases Montana has a rate of about .31 per 1.000. However, Bozeman has 119 which is a rate of about 1.1. New York State is at 6.5 and New Jersey around 4.5. USA is 1.2; Spain 3.0; Iceland 4.6; San Marino 8.2. Small places can easily be overwhelmed. Blaine County, Idaho has 428 cases among a population of 22,000. That's a rate of 19.5. Numbers are numbing but in Boise there's an effort to have a large Easter gathering in defiance of state law. ![]() Katya the Poet ![]() ![]() I have been doing the Dew with the Dew Drop Inn poetry challenge. I'm not doing the 30DBC and I haven't been commenting as much as usual. That means I'm receiving very few views and hardly any comments. ![]() ![]() 1.854 |