Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
ME: Yeah, me. Trying to get into blogging daily again (or at least more regularly). Wish I could get back into reading blogs like before as well... in time. I awoke earlier for the second day in a row. If I can keep this up and reset my internal alarm it'll be great for when I visit Costa Rica... less of a shock. CR is on central time, but more importantly it is a country of the dawn and a culture of "get things done by noon and/or the rain". Zzzzzzzzzzzzz: that was for you-know-who.... Gabriela! Just told someone that my goal is to fall down the 42 stairs and crawl to Bernice's and be finished with "work" by 11 am. For an evening person allergic to dawn this is a struggle. Posted another poem at "L'aura del Campo" . I think I need to post and put on private if the entry isn't finished then edit and open it. Less stress. And stress is killing me, so I need to avoid it unless you-all want another funeral to read about... better to plan my own funeral now and show up for it far in the future. Just saying... Fall plans for publishing? No progress. New ideas for a small journal with me as editor though and if I plan that for next year and do my small chaplets as planned (for experience), I'll be good by summer of 2011 to move upward and on. Anyhoo... a bright sunny-chill day. 20,241 |