The wheel
As I type this post, the world is on fire. Afghanistan. Delta. Climate change. The actual, literal fires feasting wickedly on seemingly every continent. The night seems so long.
Guest post: Bono Fide
From Billy Joel’s “Keeping the Faith” to George Michael’s “Faith,” one thing is certain: faith is a very hot topic (well, it was in the 80s, and…extrapolating).
Verde and the hurdy gurdy
I am aware of at least four definitions of “hurdy gurdy.” (Perhaps you are aware of more. Let’s talk.) A hand-cranked medieval string instrument Madness, chaos, and/or generalized cattywampus, topsy-turvy, hurly-burly bedlam Tabby’s Place (see #2) Life as a mortal being Obviously, all four of these meanings pertain to one Verde Rosenberg.*
Epilogues: September 2021
It’s October first. And when it comes to ranking the months in awesomeness, I’m here to tell you: it’s October, first.
Guest post: See the light
All too often, the tales we are told, the perspectives we are shown, have their foundation in the dark, in the evils that really bad people do. We read stories, see photos, watch videos that all share a familiar narrative thread: Why are people so awful? There is no good left in the world anymore. […]
Sunflowered
It started sometime after the pandemic became pedestrian. Circa July 2020, a new, gnawing, unshuttupable hunger took hold. I needed sunflowers.
You are not all of the plants
Lizzy and I know we’re supposed to grow. Lizzy and I earnestly wish for you to grow. But Lizzy and I would like to issue a public service announcement: growing isn’t the only thing going, and sometimes “no” is the way to flow.
Guest post: Stranger things
It’s a strange thing to put one’s thoughts into words. It’s stranger still to cast them out into the ether to see where they land. The most surprising thing is to see how they are received, by how many, and how far away.
Snack attack
Never underestimate the power of cured meat to complicate your day. I think Winston Churchill said that, but it might have been J-Lo.
The cicada revolution
For the second time in a generation, we were hosts to loads of locusts. Have you noticed that folks were far less revolted this time around? In place of panic, fascination. In lieu of flailing, revelation. I think this bodes well for us as a species…and, of course, for our favorite species. No, not cicadas, […]
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