A Blog for 2025

June 6, 2026 Happy Birthday, Kevin. I cannot believe how few photos I have taken of you in the past 5 years.  So I have to use this one again.  Hope your day was fun.  Thanks for being around. You are contained You are concerned with something other than the opaque quality of the surface of the moon, Whatever it is, it’s not for you to discuss with me. You are taken up with new roles new have to’s and the ones that have been reserved for me are now pushed aside. You have filled that space with other hers, other wants and I now watch the moon describe the color wonder where it will rise with me.  

June 5, 2026 On The Boards at LAVA started this weekend.  Went and saw two plays tonight including Phoenix, by Jan Maher.  Acting was really well done.  Am excited to see this play progress. Day was complicated for me.  I don't think it needed to be, but it just got sort of twisted in my head.  I had a pelvis ultrasound because it made sense to me that this fibroid was causing some problems.  The tech told me it had been there since 2011 so it wouldn't have all of a sudden been the culprit.  No one ever told me about it before.   I don't even remember there being images taken of my pelvis in 2011.  Confuses me.  Results won't be in until Tuesday or so.  And on Thursday I am having some procedure  done in Springfield in  regards to the kidney.   I'm tired of it all I pulled myself together and went to LAVA to see 2 1 act plays.  I really enjoyed watching them.  Physically it's too hard, but for the ...

June 4, 2026 And a perfect day. Maybe if I climbed on top of a hill on a Greek island you would follow.   Maybe if I traveled across the sea looked at the White Cliffs of Dover you’d walk along side.   Maybe if I sailed all the way South where sea turtles  begin their journeys we’d find forever together.   I met Thane for lunch and hung out for a while.  I actually spent some time focused in the morning.  I'm trying to feel anchored.  Yesterday's retreat really helped.   I want to edit a couple of pieces tonight to read on Sunday at open mic.    The truth is my home is my anchor and at the moment everything is so vulnerable that it doesn't feel tethered.   This swan was not hospitable to the cormorant. He swam out to tell him to go away.  Cormorant was not easitly pushed around.   I went to the canal and spotted a heron across on the other side.  She must have been out fishin...

June 3, 2026 My view from where I sat and wrote today.  We wrote at the Archibald and Ada MacLeish Field Station in Whately.   Surrounded by 250 acres of land owned by Smith College and used for the purpose of researching environmental studies, you can rent out space to run workshops in.  I went with a group of nine women writers and we worked on our own projects in our company.   I wrote a lot today and have at least two narratives and two poems to share.   I hand wrote everything today so I need to type everything up and after I do that I will post at least the poems. The other good part about today was the listening to others and their voices.  Too late for picture taking in the rookery, but pretty perfect for sitting there  on a beautiful evening.  Weatherwise the entire day was perfect.  I wish it would be like this all summer long.     

June 2, 2026 Today started with Grace's song release You Did It Here's the link.  Hope it puts a smile on your face. Yesterday they stopped my heart and restarted it again.  I don't know how not to befriend people when I'm put in that position.  And yesterday they let Diane come down with me everywhere but the actual surgery room which cut my anxiety in half.  Thus, I made friends with everyone around me.  It takes me into a good place to be more interested in their work than my anxiety.  The whole thing went really fast and we were in and out of there in 3 hours.  I died and came back to in a very short time with no bad side effects so far.  I slept most of the rest of the day and night.   I thought I'd lost the keys to my car so David came up and took me to lunch.  I was starving and kind of starving to test out my new alive heart. trying to figure out if I could feel a difference.   I can, but it's hard to describe. EJ ...

June 1, 2026 OK, I'm not the best photographer coming out of anesthesia, but I actually look ok for someone who just had control, return, delete pushed on her heart.   All went well.   I'm home and will be back to my regular life tomorrow. photo by David