Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
One lone light Past midnight, one lone light searches the dark terrain; no glowworm calls his name. he drifts aloft, light on, light off, a star among the shrubs, no moon to mirror his fire, no hearth to hold his flame. He wanders through the firmament alone light on, light off; he hunts in vain. © Kåre Enga [164.113] 07-06-17 IMAGES There is one orange flower on the spirea that decides to fly, flutters by another bush and makes it bloom. Sweetpeas and pale balloonflowers; white butterfly; green-centered rudbeckia; bright-colored zinnias; purple globe amaranth; one clematis; tiny pink roses; double pink impatiens; red daylilies; white snowballs; lavender. OVERHEARD "Won't you cool down so I can drink you?" Richard League talking to his tea. THOUGHTS Hancuff'd in Bunco-ville. Carol lives at Hancuff Place in Baldwin with Joker. The daily tales of the green parrot amuse us. Carol amuses us. Maybe I'm easily amused? Do you understand this: Operation Bot Roast? The botnet, a giant network of malware infected PCs that are slaves to a master controller, is being attacked by the FBI. Zombies beware! The Days of the Zombie Hoardes spamming us are numbered. Or so it said in a news report yesterday ... Did you get all that? Did you understand it? 21259 |