words syrupy in the brilliance of day
inadequate
images turn back time
and again to the present
memories surface
i release to them
who i was then – dreamer
who i am now – dreamer
but the dreams have changed
fluid, i cannot mark most changes
i grow and change
lose touch
gain new
friends, dreams and lovers
aches, hopes, wishes
i regret very little:
the aches i have caused
the ruptures [...]
Fall has finally come to New York, and the briskness in the air means that the missus and I are feeling the urge to cook and cook and cook. On the stove and in the oven right now – five pounds of apples boiling down to apple butter, two delicata squash roasting to be scooped [...]
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baby flower hat, originally uploaded by martha mosquito.
When my surgeon told me I had to take 6 weeks off of work after the surgery for recovery I was surprised. I figured I’d be out for two, maybe three weeks and then working from home after that for however my longer it took. 6 weeks, a month and a half… 42 days?! Unbelieveable. [...]
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That there’s a dent!, originally uploaded by martha mosquito.
Today is one of my favorite days of the year: my birthday! This year is, as the missus says, my super super sweet sixteen. This year’s festivities are pretty minimal because of my recovery still ongoing. No big party, nothing fancy, just a quiet night at home with the missus and a good friend.
Birthdays have [...]
Allow me to preface this post by saying that I appreciate all the love and good thoughts that have come from family and friends with my surgery and recovery. And I really appreciate both my mother and the missus’s father, we’ll call him Fil, picking up and leaving their lives behind for a week to [...]
Hello, my name is Martha and I am a lurker. I visit a bunch of blogs on a fairly regular basis but hardly ever comment. Partly it’s because I put pressure on myself to be too creative and partly because most of my blog reading these days is at work and I’m a bit paranoid.
However, [...]