APRIL 30 2013 : I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air. Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804 – 1864)

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The Bearded Chameleon
Chris Mooney-Singh

What’s in the sandy soil and running stream
that makes me hunch down like a rustic local?
This cotton shawl is pulled up round my ears
keeping out the fog as I defecate
on fallow field like any other farmer.
I wear a turban, bobbing like a sunflower
and green-checked lungi, that is now hitched up
above my knees, so that my own wet soil
can drop and find its way back into landfill.
It sounds quite pastoral and yet

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foto – autumn sunrise in raleigh 2012

THE GEM 7 SEP 2018 : “BY LOVING THEM FOR MORE THAN THEIR ABILITIES WE SHOW OUR CHILDREN THAT THEY ARE MUCH MORE THAN THE SUM OF THEIR ACCOMPLISHMENTS.”

Striking out To reach you I can’t get through To the other side When you’re racing In the rapids There’s only one way That’s to ride

GENESIS

THE GEM 8 AUGUST 2015 : Because all little girls deserve to be protected. Even the daughters of douche bags.”

THE GEM 8 AUGUST 2015

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

― Kimberly Wollenburg, Crystal Clean: A mother’s struggle with meth addiction and recovery

A girl without a mother is like a mountain with no paths; a girl without a father is like a mountain with no streams. 

Kurdish Proverb

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THE GEM 3 DEC 2014 : I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower’s stem.

THE GEM 3 DEC 2014

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

― Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber

“Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant? …We are all shape-shifters and magical reinventors. Life is really a plural noun, a caravan of selves.”

― Diane Ackerman

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From his brimstone bed at break of dayA walking the Devil is gone,To visit his snug little farm the earth,And see how his stock goes on.SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE, The Devil’s Thought

THE GEM 7 SEP 2014

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Ageni eri na karirui kao

Two guests love a different song.

When you receive two visitors at the same time, you cannot treat them in the same manner, because they have different tastes.

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