The Right Amount of Sparkle

These are my two post-party favorites: a leftover good morning stale hamburger bun to peck at and the ribbons hanging from the trees. Definitely leave them up. Seeing a flowing little pop of color in the morning from the nest thrills me. And, they're fun to dance with. Having ribbons flowing from your trees is not at all over the top. It's just the right amount of sparkle.

Helping Hand

That wind! Blew us right out of the nest. Toppled the whole thing over!

Seems like that was a fail on building a storm proof nest. My Mom should have borrowed some duct tape. I think my brother landed in the compost pile. Can you give him a hand back up too? I'm close to flying out of here by myself soon. I just need another day to be home and regroup. You're a lifesaver. Literally. 

Garden Parties

The best friends are the ones that let you invite yourself

over when you're feeling the most vulnerable

and hanging on by your fingernails.

They don't mind if you stay until the sun sets.

These are the til death parts us friends. 

These are the friends you learn a thing or two from.

Art's Garage

Flash
One one thousand, two one thousand
Boom
A storm is getting close

It's one of my first memories from Parrish Lane
Counting how far out a storm was with Pop-pop
We sat on nylon lawn chairs near the garage door

He called me his Little Swede
He called my Dad "Mo"
I don't know why
His name is Dave
"Hey Mo", grab me a beer

There was a peanut can full of change on the shelf above the vice grip
He would let me take a whole handful
I mostly got pennies

I dream about the garage a lot
I can sense that he is there somewhere in the dream
but I've never see him

Flash
One one thousand, two one thousand
Boom
I always think of him when a storm is coming
Flash
Boom
The storm is here

Happy Birthday Pop-pop

I See London

Perched up here with my birds eye view, i've watched you do a lot of things. This morning you realized your skirt was inside out when you got in the car. You just got out and changed things around in the driveway. This was something new. I saw your underpants.

Natural Flow

Once I am up high enough, even on the steamiest days when the air feels thick and unmovable, I can always catch a breeze to glide on. I find that natural flow and then it's cool, smooth sailing.
Or I could do what you do and turn the fan on full blast and sit directly in front of it with a cold cloth on my head.
Ones personal pleasure is such a finicky pursuit.

A Mother's Purse

You would not believe the things I can pull out of this purse.
What do you need? You chilly? I have a balled up cardigan and a scarf.
Headache? Got your covered with 3 medicinal options.
Bleeding? 4 different bandage sizes.
Need some extra light? I have 10 lightening bugs in a mason jar.
Hungry? Guess what I have? A banana.
I am Mary Poppins with wings.