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At least it turned out well

I had wanted to write a blog on the fall of the Berlin Wall. I still intend to, hopefully by the weekend. But I got a call late this morning from my mother. Actually I was on lit net in the middle of replying to someone's blog when she called.

She had that voice that projects, "I'm not feeling well."
Uh oh. What's the matter?
She's has this throbing pain in her left leg.
Since when?
Since last ...

Sweet lies told,
she sighs, content.

From The Fall by Camus

But to be happy it is essential not to be too concerned with others. Consequently, there is no escape. Happy and judged, or absolved and wretched.

I had the great fun of getting to chase a hummingbird around my yard, and climbing through bushes and plants, being poked by twigs, and feeling like some sort of stalker paparazzi at my own house, tucked back in a corner within the bushes with my camera.

I happened to be walking around the yard, with my camera, as I will sometimes to do, for particularly since I enjoy conceptual photography, one never knows just what they might stumble upon, and I happened to encounter this hummingbird. ...

The Wist of Change

Mists wrapt in solidarity
That cannot break free.
Clear blue sky dominates the horizon
And pricks the stark tyranny
Of the desert waste.
Mist carpets the sandy border
Over the dunes
In a musical oasis
Just out of reach
But not out of mind.
Seraphs coast high overhead
Governing the course
Of the swarthy day's progress,
Clinging to each other's wisps
And disappearing ...