Taylors of Harrogate Lemon & Orange Tea, a Review
In case the name wasn’t a giveaway about the flavor of tea we’re indulging in here, it’s black tea with lemon and orange essence. It’s a fairly simple blend — just the black tea with the lemon and orange extracts—but it’s a delightful one.
My Goal
I want them to remember my name, my art, my sassiness…
Three Haikus
Spring love; burns bright. Cracks appear.
Gift Horse
Once upon a time, a gang of dark horse Bronze Age thugs huddled in the belly of a hulking hobby horse, tricking their Trojan enemies into accepting a monstrous gift.
Elizabethan Sonnet for Autumn
These cold rains don’t stop amid the hot dreams. Nature will disappear in ignorance.
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January 26, 2023
Allison Hong’s book is mesmerizing and gut wrenching. Any one (especially women) who has felt the stab of betrayal, knows what Allison is going through.
January 25, 2023
I’ve forgotten
so many things.
I’ve forgotten how
to say “eleven”
in Spanish and
where I laid my phone…
January 22, 2023
I could hear water pounding the surface of the sea and glimpsed out of the hatch to see a waterfall on the shore. The next minute the skipper, Alex, was calling to me. “Do you want to come and wash your hair in the waterfall?”
January 21, 2023
January 20, 2023
Combine the ground beef with the soup.
Use the bowl – the one she got from her grandmother.
Cut up the onion. Don’t worry. You have no tears left.
January 17, 2023
“It is more important.” The pangolin collected an energy heart. “You think the stuff we do here is important? Making copies and babysitting salespeople. Sometimes I just wanna shriek it’s only furniture!”
January 16, 2023
Coaxed by the garish sheen of Versailles gold that’s coating the near horizon, I take the day’s final hour out walking with no assurance of return.
January 15, 2023
During these 2 years, we have published writers and artists from 6 continents and subcontinents and 20+ countries, and over 500 pieces total!
January 14, 2023
January 13, 2023
Knowing that the piano had just been tuned that very afternoon, Mikel asked, “Are there any other notes that are ‘broken’?” Young Hans scrunched up his face and then plucked the piano keys from the very lowest bass notes to the delicate high notes. In all, he picked six other notes that were ‘broken’. Mikel told Hanson that the piano tuner had been there that afternoon but that he would call him and arrange for him to return and make sure that Hanson was there to “help” the tuner.
January 11, 2023
Crystal pearly waves kiss my feet.
Some pebbles roll on the sandy beach,
some move away in watery waves.
January 10, 2023
In the name of progress, progressives have enforced new binary categories. Voicing disagreement is similarly branded. Accusations fly. Asking questions, challenging, identifying absurdities like insisting on terms like chest feeding – you are an enemy. The Right is quick to pick it up and use it. If you aren’t with us, you are against us.
January 9, 2023
January 8, 2023
I was terrified of the disaster the storm could bring, the damage it could do to my safe world. I was terrified of damage happening when I wasn’t looking because I thought somehow I could stop it if I could see it coming.
January 7, 2023
January 6, 2023
"Could I have a look at the Meissen porcelain figurines?" He had a slight accent. He pointed to the shelf. There were about ten figures displayed.
He carefully took one of them in his trembling hands, a shepherdess with a lamb, and carefully put it back in slow motion.
January 4, 2023
We don’t remember light. We remember
the dark. The cruelties; the misgivings.
We remember winter and fistfuls
of ice, like cold salt tossed in a face
with contempt, a form of shunning, bitter
the gesture; the censure of wind and snow.
January 3, 2023
January 1, 2023
I love the story so much that my parents purchased “A Christmas Carol Cherished Teddies” figurine version, complete with Scrooge and his counting house, so I could have Scrooge with me year round.
December 31, 2022
But last year's collision showed us;
we'd run into a t-section.
Both heading away from each other,
both missing important signals.