+++ this little song thrush throws loud staccato insults at milo whenever he’s out in the garden. it puffs itself up and darts from branch to branch, getting pretty close and very insistent. he’ll very often ignore it, but sometimes he’ll chatter back. today they were at it for a good 10 minutes or so.
+++ a day of simple pleasures … beach walks + multiple sea swims + solitary pursuits + a bowl of tomatoes on the table + summer fruit shrubs + laundry + flowers from my mother-in-law’s garden + dinner outside + jungle book radio
+++ Spiderweb From other angles the fibers look fragile, but not from the spider’s, always hauling coarse ropes, hitching lines to the best posts possible. It’s heavy work everyplace, fighting sag, winching up give. It isn’t ever delicate to live. Kay Ryan (2010. via Matthew Ogle’s daily “Pome” email list) +++ i pause to consider […]
