pretty in pink and other reflections

nobody@vox.com(cageyness) — Wed, 13 Jun 2007 14:18:19 -0700

remember those signs of hope? they're still around. they tiptoe up out of the earth and shine through as the north star in the night. these are of the earth-bound kind.

this is just one of my bougainvillea. (a word i like both to look at and say--a five dollar word you might call it. say it with me now: boug-ain-vill-ea.) dried up and depressing to look at just days after their arrival, they have been gloriously revived. plucky little things, aren't they? and pretty too. almost makes you want to hum a little tune or whisper some thank yous to the breeze.

the breeze itself is another thing to be thankful for right now. alas, the summer heat has fallen on austin like an old, wet mop. splat. not exactly a pretty metaphor, but it fits. it felt like 90 degrees at 2 am this morning. i know because i was out and about. unusual for me to be out that late, but my little brother was in town and i had the opportunity to sit and talk and just listen with friends who've been missing for a little while and who i've missed. it was nice.

and then a drive home to walk evita under a starlit sky of deepest india ink. i think people should go walking in the middle of the night more often. the early morning too. that's when the world seems more solemn and joyful, more freeing and true, than any church or cathedral. and when you pray--whether out loud or just in your heart, whether you call it praying or just talking to yourself--you can almost hear, and almost feel, someone answering back.

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all over the place...

nobody@vox.com(cageyness) — Fri, 08 Jun 2007 22:20:39 -0700

the cicadas chirping loudly tonight, call and response jarring at first, then musical. walk with evita looking up at a cloudy sky, backlit with moonlight. i hope for rain to wash everything clean once again and to keep my flowers, and hopes, blooming.

muggy even at midnight. two fans and the air conditioner unit on for the dogs, the latter turning on finally after being on the blitz for a long time. ninety degrees in the garage. at midnight. poor babies.

me? inside now, nice and cool at 78 degrees. yes, that's warm. but i'm running an air conditioner in the garage for goodness sake. i have to try to cut back somewhere. besides, with little to no clothing, 78 degrees is still comfortable for moi. i look forward to the day when i can drop the temperature again.

enough with this ramble though. it's more than time for bed. i'm volunteering at a great event tomorrow hosted by the local girl scouts council. it's called the girl empowerment festival. check it out--rather progressive, no? glad to see that education and pro-action are being given the priority in the mother-daughter model. i'm interested to see how it plays out. i'm just classroom monitor/runner tomorrow, but hey, a body is a body and they needed adults. anyone else still weirded out by being called an adult?

no? just me?

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