I've been messing around on your blog this morning. Fantastic photos! Have you started Annie Dillard's "Pilgrim" yet? She has a bit about a Polyphemus moth in her childhood that is touching to read. She also mentions the same episode in her autobiography. I think I have all of her books!~
Her autobiography is called AN AMERICAN CHILDHOOD. Another good book!~
I don't think I could live through a tornado. I would die of fright. A winged Californian by birth, I've lived through a few earthquakes, and some really bad sandstorms, but no tornados or hurricane.
I'm about halfway through, which is very slow for me. I read the Polyphemus and it almost broke my heart. I have more on P. waiting in the wings...another story. Much happier one.
I'll definitely be checking out her other works.
I'm pretty phlematic about the crazy stuff that happens in my life. At least for the first 24 hours.
To live-blog one hurricane is something. To do it several times is getting weird. Shutting down the blog just as the trees were coming down on the roof - only to be almost decapitated by flying glass a few minutes later, from the OTHER window - was getting exciting, even for me.
The good news is, I do love hurricanes. And I hate to be bored.
That doesn't mean I like to create drama in my life. But when it happens of its own, I mean to enjoy it to the fullest - warts and all.
I'm so delighted you're reading my blog! Thank you.
ppps - Thanks too about the pix! I want to disclaim here, not so good ones lately - my trigger hand is on the fritz and my camera's not so clear of late either.
So if you like these, I hope you'll get some better ones out of me down the line!
I'm a nice quiet middle-aged former bankbuster, disabled since age 32 with a myriad of weird health issues. I love heat and humidity and odd hobbies like fossil hunting, tromping around in the Everglades, backyard bricklaying, and rescuing plants damaged by our spate of hurricanes. Oh - I like to live-blog hurricanes, too.*****
I have a wonderful life. I'm one of the happiest people I know. Why? I don't know.*****
I also have nightmare memories in my head that would send some folks around the bend. But that's another story, one I don't tell much, and I seem to have made it past the horror parts pretty well.*****
I have nothing to prove so it's hard to insult me. I know who I am. I own the space I live in - and I don't mean just my house. My life is way far from perfect, but I'm content.*****
For some readers, that would make this a boring blog. For others, my fun adventures, absurd health episodes, and particular way of looking at things keep 'em entertained enough, in the end.
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I've been messing around on your blog this morning. Fantastic photos! Have you started Annie Dillard's "Pilgrim" yet? She has a bit about a Polyphemus moth in her childhood that is touching to read. She also mentions the same episode in her autobiography. I think I have all of her books!~
Her autobiography is called AN AMERICAN CHILDHOOD. Another good book!~
I don't think I could live through a tornado. I would die of fright. A winged Californian by birth, I've lived through a few earthquakes, and some really bad sandstorms, but no tornados or hurricane.
I'm about halfway through, which is very slow for me. I read the Polyphemus and it almost broke my heart. I have more on P. waiting in the wings...another story. Much happier one.
I'll definitely be checking out her other works.
I'm pretty phlematic about the crazy stuff that happens in my life. At least for the first 24 hours.
To live-blog one hurricane is something. To do it several times is getting weird. Shutting down the blog just as the trees were coming down on the roof - only to be almost decapitated by flying glass a few minutes later, from the OTHER window - was getting exciting, even for me.
The good news is, I do love hurricanes. And I hate to be bored.
That doesn't mean I like to create drama in my life. But when it happens of its own, I mean to enjoy it to the fullest - warts and all.
I'm so delighted you're reading my blog! Thank you.
phlegmatic, oops!
PS - And what, please, is a winged Californian?
PPS - I lived in Arcadia, CA from age 6 months to 7 years old. SW family, camped in the desert a lot, all that.
ppps - Thanks too about the pix! I want to disclaim here, not so good ones lately - my trigger hand is on the fritz and my camera's not so clear of late either.
So if you like these, I hope you'll get some better ones out of me down the line!
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