The waves were crashing so loudly I kept waking and looking for the remote. This is about an hour from my house. I hope you enjoy.

Dear S. Before I was hurt. Now I am angry. I don't know how to stop feeling these strong feelings for you. I am sometimes so mad for letting myself feel these things, I tell myself it will not happen again. And I 've told myself that before.
I think the hardest thing is personalizing the way you chose to vanish. Thinking and blaming myself, as if there is something so painfully needy in me that you just had to disappear that way.And telling myself "no, not me" and then turning around "could it be?" Everyone needs to feel real and complete at their core. I hate this sense of self-doubt.
And why did you leave behind the most comfortable queen sized bed I've ever slept in. Since it's been so hot I drift off every night with your scent swept around me, wishing your arms were close behind. And what am i going to do with these boxes of movies? I know your not comming back.
O what a web we weave....

I teach several container gardening workshops each spring. Just wanted you to see one of my "babies". Me...a proud papa.

Some friends built a new house with a view over the harbor. It was cool to look at the fireworks sideways. I must not be jealous.

A house full again this long weekend. You know my rule....only pie for breakfast. Have a great holiday (to all you yanks)

I really do try to not be judgmental about the sexual practices of the many zillion people who visit this site. Hell, I've even learned a thing or two! I figure i don't want to be judged for who I am so I shut my mouth (or fingers as the case may be)
Yet sometimes I just want to scream "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING" When seeing someone proudly sipping their urine or pointing out the virtues of their new fist sized sex toy I so badly want to type "your mother would be so proud"
But I won't.

So I thought I should post a real blog and give her a little of her own medicine.
I took this shot over the weekend of the new guthrie theater in Minneapolis. The canteleverd part is 180 feet! It points right out towards the Mississippi river. I can't wait to see a play here.
The only disapointing part was the VERY uneven electrical boxes in the lobby floor. Some were sticking out over an inch. Is that what you get for 125 million these days?

Happy Long Long day to all my fellow northern fellows. The sun will set about 9:20, but it will be light until 10 or so! And if you are a southern fellow....just think! It's winter!

I took this picture esp. for my dearest DawnT. As I think of her and the series of blooms she is missing, I appreciate them even more. There are probably 150 fully open peony flowers in my front yard right now. When i took my sheets off the line yesterday I put them on my bed right away. The peony smell was with me all night!


I hope heaps of good smelling blessings come your way.

As anyone who has read my blog knows, I have a convoluted relationship with my father. We are "chained together" by biology but pulled apart by societies dictates. Even though the violence and hatred is mostly in our past....it lingers......through every conversation and visit. All I can do is love him and hope that we will one day be together in a place where we laugh more and worry less.

I love Iris.

Hope a good weekend is underway for all. I'm off to watch lube wrestling.