Harpo's Word

25th September, 2018 Tuesday Its a lovely day. And its late afternoon. I felt a charge to get some other things done this morning earlier. And now I write. The dreams were there last night but I cannot grasp them enough to put them here. The summer rhythms of the family are shifting. Harvest time […]

24th September, 2018 Monday No dreams last night but had a lovely adventuring day. In case you hadn’t noticed this region is all about the food. Farmer’s Markets and the Farms that source their wares. So yesterday we took the Lady Princess Super Zoi to Farmer’s Market Small where SIL has his chicken booth. It […]

23rd September, 2018 Sunday Crystal golden full Fall day, the traipse of whisper color shifts through the rimming trees. The view window frames an Oak slanted by the river of the wind. Her asymmetry is beautiful to me. Wind side sparsity of branches is the map of all her scars. Her leeward side is fully […]

22nd September, 2018 Saturday I dreamt my family last night. We were all gathered in an apartment somewhere for some sort of celebration. My two sisters and my mother and a baby of some undetermined origin. I am dispatched to The Zoo to pick up the Present for the celebration. I knew the route but […]

21 September, 2018 Friday Well, the dream last night was indeed vivid. I dreamt I sold The Gorge and moved back to Central FLA to a house I used to own. It had been treated well and expanded and the yard had grown had a pool no less. I had left The Gorge on a […]

20 September, 2018 Thursday I dreamt last night.  Oh yes.  So I am with people I am supposed to know staying in a cottage on some campus in a land where there are many forbidden things.  At some point we all know we are to travel somewhere else.  We are visitors with two dogs.  This […]

19th of September, 2018 Wednesday No dream embedded in my mind. Sleep eluded after 4am. A good narrator read me a fantastic tale of lands and people all made up. I cannot give the headspace to the crazy that erupts around the subject of our leadership. Its all shook up, the rules are down, its […]

18th September, 2018 Tuesday Late today.  Did all the morning stuff before sitting down to tap.  Oh, dreams, yes, I have one.  In a big department store I am to buy a nice new shirt with my Oldest Daughter.  She suggests we stop at the Lancôme counter because she likes a new foundation for her […]

17th September, 2018 Monday Its hard this morning.  Husband is to leave to visit his Papa.  Duty and the Right Thing.  It is that last chapter early on.  Father son.  Bless them.  Bring them Loving Light and Peace. Some leaves have goldened up.  Others’ greens have moved a tinge away from summer’s shade.  We talk […]

16th September, 2018 Sunday Morning.  Clouds are cottoning the Gorge.  A night rain leaves front stoop’s concrete grayer.  No puddles as of yet. Tea is honey sweet creamed Earl.  Sweatered and blanketed Keystone Elbow cradled with sleeping sighing furries.  Rain.   Thank you Mother Sky.  Thank you Thank you Thank you. The Florence Drench.  Torrential.  […]