Thought Salad

Tag: moments

  • Parkinson’s law

    Parkinson’s law

    It’s always amazing how fast time flies when you are doing what you love. I set aside a day this week to get things done, and while I was pleased with what I accomplished, I didn’t get anywhere close to achieving my goals. It wasn’t for lack of trying, or because I as distracted by…

  • Creation

    Abstract in motion Physics at a glance The pull of the ocean The star’s endless dance Mixed up in creation’s potion The Big Bang has its chance

  • Visitor in the night

    I bolted upright At 3 am Wondering why I was awake The quiet wrapped itself Around my soul Whispering Of someone’s fate A brush of wings Against my face Someone I couldn’t see I closed my eyes Tight As my breath ran away And said Goodbye To the visitor As they left Quietly In the…

  • Thursday dreaming

    Thursday dreaming

    Another episode of Thursday thoughts, on the heels of what may or may not be a cold. It’s one of those tickley bothers, the kind where you think any minute you’re about to get deathly ill with some virus, and may never recover, except it never really arrives- at least, not so far. I’m three…

  • Days end

    The roses of the night Meet the blue of the day As twilight descends And the moon comes to play The sun beds down Tucked in for the night Slumbering on Hidden from sight I contemplate my learning From another day’s toils Satisfaction unfurls While the negative recoils

  • Low pressure blues

    Low pressure blues

    Barometer rising The tension is high Pounding in the temples As I rush to stay dry The clouds roil above Life continues below I nervously await For this storm to blow I take medicine and coffee To get through the day As the sudden change in pressure Causes me dismay Once upon a time I…

  • Half day Monday

    Half day Monday

    I love half day mondays! This summer I decided that instead of taking a bunch of time off I was going to try to shorten my work week, Weather and responsibilities permitting. This is the first week where I’ve felt what that means, And so far, I’m digging it. This week, I worked only Monday…

  • Summertime, past and present

    Summertime, past and present

    Sunday has always been family day, for as long as I can remember. We would get up, go to church and have a potluck, or go to my grandparents or even go home and spend time in the garden together. I remember beautiful spring days planting with my grandparents, summer days riding bikes with my…

  • What’s in a name

    What’s in a name

    Have you ever anthropomorphized? Given a name To the inanimate, Or the inhuman? I believe we all Add a handle to things To explain our world, Make it our home We tell Fido he’s a good boy, Or thank Bessie for the milk. What about a car? What’s in a name? Does a Bucky drive…

  • Frīġedæġ

    Frīġedæġ

    Friday. I’ve started writing a story about a girl named Freyja, which feels perfectly appropriate for today. I love history. I love learning about other people’s history. It’s as though I can feel what someone else a world and a century away was feeling as they went about their normal lives. Friday is named after…