Apologia for shorter leaves of grass.

Early days for us in North Carolina, the late ’70s,
friends stopped by who had moved east to Asheville from Albuquerque.
Twenty minutes into our tour I realized they were incredulous and a little disturbed.

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A way through the hay to the compost heap.

Most of our discussion had been about our arsenal of implements for felling plants:
chain saws, bush hogs, brush hooks, mowers, weed-eaters, tillers, pruning saws, loppers, and shears.

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The see-through part of the big barn.

Seemed pretty reasonable to us.
We built our house and sheds with lumber cut from the woods;
we had to find the barns before we could use them;
our garden plots had to be taken back from the Johnson grass;
we couldn’t set our fruit trees without beating back the locust and sawbriar around them;
we had to get the snags out of the branch and open the old logging roads.

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Down the road towards the house.

Since grass is what continues to grow after repeated close cuttings,
(grass plus a dozen tough persistent weeds)
we created pasture for our animals in the summer and hay for them in the winter
by mowing the fields, pushing the edges back to the old fence lines.

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The path up to the warehouse.

Ten years of underuse, as a farmstead, ten years more of no use at all, and we found
we had acquired a wild and raggedy place. A great deal of what we had to do
was, indeed, a kind of war on plants.

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The walnut row (hiding behind the first one).

More precisely, a selection for human purposes of some species over the others.

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The house from above.

I asked our visitors, what was wrong, why they had stopped walking?

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West side.

The answer was, in New Mexico, if you find something green
you put a fence around it and bring water.
You do not cut. Not ever.

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North side.

They could see it was different here,
but they still thought we were mad.

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The road in front.

Probably we were and are still. The native plants unchecked
have all the other fields and edges and woods.

We will hold on a while longer, here and there, for people purposes.

 In the temperate rain forest.

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Somewhat charming marauder.

Well, time to come out from my house
and see what’s to see.

Sure, upstairs, it’s your house, for the time being.
Don’t get attached.

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Whot, may I not stonden here?

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I suppose you’ve never heard of an attractive nuisance?

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Not me, joker, but thanks,
it’s you, with your dangling boxes of food.

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You think I haven’t earned this?

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What did you do to deserve your dinner today?

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Dusky dark.

Venus is brightest, as it usually is. Jupiter’s just up to the left.

“Evening stars” just days before the last nearly perfect conjunction.

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The moon has slid up and sidewards, as it will do, from any conjunction,
she’ll be back in a moonth.

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But the weird light is almost a solid thing.

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A flower you could stand on.

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FitToCurve

The Asheville Story.

Heart Attack

The Williamsburg Story.

review snippets (good ones only)

    Fit to Curve is a skillfully written mystery with complex characters and such a fascinating plot that I’m way behind on my chores.

    This series is a favorite with interesting plots and wonderfully drawn characters. Wish the author would write more of them. The type of book you don’t want to end.

    A bed and breakfast mystery. Super characters, well developed. You’re waiting for the other shoe to drop. A mouth-watering, good read. Love the old lady with the sharp wit. I’d like the recipes, too.

    The plot builds very slowly. But once I got into it, I was hooked. I liked the characters, and you get a lot of insight into them.

    This is too fine a novel to be mired in the mystery/suspense ghetto. It’s a good mystery, with a complex plot, all the mystery trappings, but the characters are rounded and attractive. The theme seems to me to be a consideration of morality – not just sexual morality (or immorality), though there’s some of that too, for those who like to read such descriptions, but all kinds of morality: for how high a price might you sell your soul?

    Heart Attack is a great read!

    This couple are a great addition to the mystery genre. Sharp and interesting with a bit of humor and spice.

    Snappy dialog. Geoff and Ellen are a great team. He has a definite intuitive method of assessing info and arriving at conclusions that baffle and irk his cohorts. Ellen is more conventional and together are a great team. Unusual mystery not easily solved.

COMING SOON:

GhostWalk

The Charleston Story: seeking agent

Little Fishes

The Atlanta Story, editor ready

 

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Trees and textures in the dusky dark.

Coils of birch bark.
IMG_20150531_202527821_TOPFrond friends.
IMG_20150531_202046720Down the Coop’s right-of-way.
IMG_20150531_201813092_HDRBlueberry abundance this year,
if the hail don’t fall and the jays allow.
IMG_20150531_201531949New butterfly bush,IMG_20150531_201516616replanted where the old one stood.
IMG_20150531_201347175Just doing strangely what they do.

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Fancy dress turning tattered.

The splendor softens, droops,
IMG_20150531_202629541petals drop and begin to recompose.
IMG_20150531_202000233The flowers relax, still gorgeous,
IMG_20150531_202213678but become a little tawdry,
IMG_20150531_202144186spent.
IMG_20150531_202305811While others tense, waiting to explode,
IMG_20150531_202320660become white flowers, like the leaves,
the size of dinner plates.

Will the clematis … clutch and cling?

All up and down the trellis, open for business,
IMG_20150531_153622804_HDRblooming from sheer delight in the transubstantiation
IMG_20150531_153630145_HDR of sun and water and dirt.
IMG_20150531_153640016_HDRAlso sex.

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Getting it done.

They’ve got all summer now,
so you’d think
IMG_20150510_192730257there’s no reason for hurry.
IMG_20150524_202703559But they’ve each signed up for a very particular window.
IMG_20150524_202026448Get it up, get it open, let it down, thank you ma’am.
IMG_20150524_201927774It can be a dirty business,
IMG_20150524_201948270leave you tired, arrayed in droopy fading splendor.
IMG_20150524_202549544Unless you claim the ground that holds you, the air you breathe.
IMG_20150524_202224250Unless you’re lemon balm
IMG_20150524_202301192or peppermint
IMG_20150524_202323055then nothing messes with you,
you’re locked on for perpetuity.

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Alas, the leaves of grass emerge.

Last week’s front yard was wild and rich.

But when you live in the woods
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yours and the wood’s. Mark the edge.
IMG_20150524_201901860Mowing machines make possible tick-free passage,
IMG_20150524_201854858cut the blueberry bushes from the jungle,
IMG_20150524_201829324and give perimeter plants a chance at light.
IMG_20150524_202138451You can park a car, and find it in the morning.
IMG_20150524_202627599Defend your pots and beds and plots from wild things.
IMG_20150524_202833332Thanks, Huskvarna.


Update. The day after this picture, they were gone.
IMG_20150509_184221753Fledged or lunch, depending.

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From my porch …

I can see the internets.
IMG_20150510_192629399_HDRThey’re above the ridgeline, just over the trees.
IMG_20150510_192615011They gather at the disk,
IMG_20150509_183732880_HDRconsent to capture, then descend
IMG_20150509_183704040_HDRto the router cable.

Now I’ll flip the flow and transmit my post
past every frumious bandwidthsnatch.

Good night, Gracie.

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One eye up and one eye down.

He’s got to make sure the butterfly beneath him
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IMG_20150509_184100137But straight across the road, the other eye
IMG_20150509_184221753oversees the new new-hatched sparrows
tucked into the bank below the garden.

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Hurry spring, comes the hot breath of summer.

One day, as the stink bug watches,
IMG_20150510_192310312is enough to blow up a bud.IMG_20150510_192246917Everything in such a hurry
IMG_20150509_183950869to get it done,
whether in the pots
IMG_20150509_183453755or among the herbs.
IMG_20150510_192730257But meanwhile in the lawn
the marauder buttercups are special forces,
IMG_20150510_192530372unchallenged they’ll hand off to
saw-briar and blackberry and locust.
IMG_20150510_192500901The mower is ordered
which is a little sad  for what it will take down
but a lot necessary for what it will allow to come up.
IMG_20150509_183412689_HDRThe little entities we favor
cannot stand against the native ferocity
always alert and ready to resume dominion.IMG_20150509_184236184

They will have it back, and soon enough,
but we shall extend our moment here a little longer.
With all due respect.

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Tread softly.

You might crush a dandylion

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or daisies neither white nor red;

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flower heads that float above the weeds,

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or mayapples

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swarming everywhere,

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or just some ordinary

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inconsequential

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greenweeds;

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lichens working at the crack,

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a violet,

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something butter gold,

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or during their brief ascendency

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more mayapples on the march.

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Turning a new leaf.

You’d think a thousand shades of green

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would  be enough for all new leaves.

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But some species will not begin that way

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and some will never turn.

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It’s a lifestyle choice,

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from once upon a time.

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Yet for leaves the brontosaurus gazed and grazed on,
gentle giant just last week recovered from oblivion,

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green is good enough.

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Mission Campus.

From the tenth and tallest floor of the St. Joseph tower,
through a narrow glass hard-glazed in cement,

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looking west to the mountains across the northern edge

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of the main Mission Campus

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and down into the lots for the tonka cars and trucks,

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the spring clouds sweep the distant peaks.

The days are long, the nights are longer;
food is the only fun, except not much.
Discharge, like the rapture, frees.

Incidental images: all fall down.

Under the wire of a fallen fence

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rests a hunk of smoky quartz,
probably with emeralds or rubies in the matrix.

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The main road up the mountain was blocked for months
when several trees pulled each other down
and the smashed tops smash-wove an impenetrable snarl.
It took a neighbor’s trackhoe’s loader to pull the knot apart
after all the trunks were cut.

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But falling doesn’t mean wood’s work or use is done;
it becomes host to a host.

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Shallow roots too near the branch shall be undercut
and rise to become fresh habitat:
law of the forest.

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Still genuine American chestnut.
We got many boards from the fallen trees;
but forty years on, only crumbly chunks remain.

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A couple days of rain, and the Little Sandy Mush Bald Branch
sends its forest-filtered fresh waters streaming down through Hot Springs

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More and more it looks as if the ground
chews the old convenience from underneath.

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Though grave diggers toil is long,
sharp their spades, their muscles strong,

they but thrust their buried men
back into the human mind again.
(says uncle William)

The window narrows.

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FitToCurve

The Asheville Story.

Heart Attack

The Williamsburg Story.


review snippets (good ones only)

    Fit to Curve is a skillfully written mystery with complex characters and such a fascinating plot that I’m way behind on my chores.

    This series is a favorite with interesting plots and wonderfully drawn characters. Wish the author would write more of them. The type of book you don’t want to end.

    A bed and breakfast mystery. Super characters, well developed. You’re waiting for the other shoe to drop. A mouth-watering, good read. Love the old lady with the sharp wit. I’d like the recipes, too.

    The plot builds very slowly. But once I got into it, I was hooked. I liked the characters, and you get a lot of insight into them.

    This is too fine a novel to be mired in the mystery/suspense ghetto. It’s a good mystery, with a complex plot, all the mystery trappings, but the characters are rounded and attractive. The theme seems to me to be a consideration of morality – not just sexual morality (or immorality), though there’s some of that too, for those who like to read such descriptions, but all kinds of morality: for how high a price might you sell your soul?

    Heart Attack is a great read!

    This couple are a great addition to the mystery genre. Sharp and interesting with a bit of humor and spice.

    Snappy dialog. Geoff and Ellen are a great team. He has a definite intuitive method of assessing info and arriving at conclusions that baffle and irk his cohorts. Ellen is more conventional and together are a great team. Unusual mystery not easily solved.

COMING SOON:

GhostWalk

The Charleston Story.

Little Fishes

The Atlanta Story.

Reviews. Mine — of theirs — of me.

Every book published, or symphony premiered, every play that opens, lives or dies on its reviews. Sometimes a work survives a spate of initial bad reviews, or the reviews spur revisions that improve it. Sometimes a rerelease catches a better moment in the zeitgeist. And sometimes a piece thrives despite universally bad reviews. More commonly enough good notices bring life, enough bad ones bring death.

Internet reviews are the same. And different. Reviewers aren’t qualified or institutional. Just people who loved the book or hated the salmon-on-a-cedar-plank, who thought the treble was set too high or didn’t like the way the salesperson talked to her toddler. Good or bad, they’re up forever. A ten-year-old comment might still be on top of the list. Sometimes they generate a spiral, usually downwards, of challenges and replies.

People who use reviews learn to assess the credibility of reviewers and pick up on which ones their own tastes align with. And some sites help by letting you access all the reviews somebody has written or by tracking whether other people scored their comments “helpful.” A long string of 5-star reviews may mark an especially good piece of work. But it may also mean the author has lots of relatives trying to help her out. 1-stars may mean something’s lousy, or show enemies or rivals lurking. A 3-star average may indicate mediocrity or an excellence that not everybody gets.

But it’s all you have, if you’re looking for something new to read, or a new restaurant to try. Your time and money are limited, so you’ll probably check out the higher-rated choices first. Reviews are the blood flow of Amazon: either they bring you some oxygen or your work turns blue. The people behind the work take all the comments personally and feel them sharply. Reviews can validate your efforts or knock you flat. If you’ve spent a year of your life making the best story you know how, hearing “well, that sucked” is going to sting. Obviously an idiot with no taste, but …

I was lucky, right off the bat, getting strong reviews that pleased me not just because they were favorable, but because they seemed to understood what I was trying to do and thought I had succeeded. But then came some harsh ones, some mean ones. Some stung because they touched what I thought the weak spots were—ah, got me! Some annoyed because they claimed I had failed at something I hadn’t tired to do, or violated a standard I wasn’t trying to meet. Should you give a bad review to a book because it isn’t the kind of story you like to read? Most people let it go, but others are on a mission to purify the world by marking everything that displeases them.

What’s fascinating is when the same quality gets an opposite response. Fit to Curve, my first book, starts slowly as I introduce my main characters to the world, for the series, not just for this story. Part of the craft of the novelist is learning what you can leave out (and for the most part: if you can, you should). But this was my first venture. It was the most common criticism, except for the reviewers who didn’t notice, didn’t care, or thought it was a good thing. My second title, Heart Attack, moves more briskly; it generated a different set of complaints. Here’s a selection of typical comments (some fragments, some whole, mostly from Amazon, a couple from Goodreads). Question: have they read the same book(s)?

      Fit to Curve is a skillfully written mystery with complex characters and such a fascinating plot that I’m way behind on my chores.

      This series is a favorite with interesting plots and wonderfully drawn characters. Wish the author would write more of them. The type of book you don’t want to end.

      A bed and breakfast mystery. Super characters, well developed. You are waiting for the other shoe to drop. A mouth-watering, good read. I love the old lady with the sharp wit and mind. I’d like the recipes, too

      I wasn’t sure I’d like this book at first, because the plot builds very slowly. But once I got into it, I was hooked. I liked the characters, and you get a lot of insight into them.

      Good mystery, likeable characters, but overly long-winded. I put it down for days on end because it just seemed to go nowhere at times.

        This is too fine a novel, as a novel, to be mired in the mystery/suspense ghetto. It’s a good mystery, with a complex plot, all the mystery trappings, but the characters are rounded and attractive. The theme seems to me to be a consideration of morality – not just sexual morality (or immorality), though there’s some of that too, for those who like to read such descriptions, but all kinds of morality: for how high a price might you sell your soul?

      It pains me to say I just couldn’t get into this book. I found the characters were well written, and their personalities drew me in. However, with that being said, the plot just moved too slow for me.

      Heart Attack is a great read! Just wish Ellen & Geoffrey weren’t quite so perfect; never do anything wrong, look great all the time, have wonderful jobs, and the only drawback to their marriage … she can’t have kids. 

     This couple are a great addition to the mystery genre. Sharp and interesting with a bit of humor and spice.

      Snappy dialog. Geoff and Ellen are a great team. He has a definite intuitive method of assessing info and arriving at conclusions that baffle and irk his cohorts. Ellen is more conventional and together are a great team. Unusual mystery not easily solved.

      I just read the first few pages and then deleted it from my Kindle. I am not a fan of books with nothing but sex and innuendo for a story line. It might have gotten better as it went along, but I couldn’t get far enough to find out.

The last was my favorite 1-star, from Amazon Canada. It’s a little bewildering, I’m really not sure what alarmed her. But it brought a huge brief spike in Canadian sales. Probably also some disappointed readers.

 

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So, hey, if you’ve got something nice to say, say it. If you’re going to be mean, pause a second: do you need to? Have you spotted a rotten thing the world should be warned against, or just something not to your taste?

That’s my review: 5-stars.

 

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Saturday, 28 March 2015 — the difference a day makes.

Yesterday, daffodils split the soft soil to rise and bloom and dangle golden.

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Today, sudden, overnight, this has come.

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The soft snow may insulate new shoots, even at 20°F.

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 Our March did come in lamb-like, promising an exit snow.

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Nine inches piled on the railings, in the icy air.

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But the ground, still warm, sucked the first six inches down.

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Meanwhile, in the kitchen, it is the day of the amaryllis, unfolding.

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This salmon-pink giraffe, 35 inch stalk,
will open all the way tomorrow,
and the snow be gone.

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At the tips.

Half the year we have leaves,
in Western North Carolina,
half the year we do not.

We’ve just about finished with the not part.

A week ago there was a chill hold.

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Trees of wood, trees of shadow.
Projection on the ground, not real at all,
except everyday it’s closer to blooming.

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Along Church Street, south-east forty miles, in Asheville,
an espalade of tree tops in perfect conic sections.

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There are no leaves yet.

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But the tip of every branch trembles
ready in silver or in gold.

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Bloom, any minute now.

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Any second.

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Even the ever-cautions hornbeam is at the edge.

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A few more minutes of sunlight in a day,
warmer by two or three degrees,
not just one trigger is cocked.

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The whole hillside. Ready at the tips.
Doesn’t matter if you are ready.

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Earth Guild storefront.

Some fabric still on the loom,
still being made, pick by pick,
a plain weave with warp stripes.

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Amaryllis expressing red
and a probably indecent proposition.

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Dyed skeins drying in the sun.

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Early stages of arousal.

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Ejaculating, in slow motion.

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From above, just beginning.

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Cranking it up.

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Boom!

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Back to the red, from behind.

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Under the snowy footsteps, springtide rumbles.

The amaryllis are beyond ready.

Really, they’ll start without you.

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Looking down, and up, and ahead.

Beetles and microbes are all the company
that we shall have for our animal decomposition.

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Fallen, rotting logs transform,

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populated and adorned with lichens,

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endlessly varied in shape and color

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and texture, from delicate lacework

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to the hard shelves that jut off trees.

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The trees reveal more undressed’
as they shall stay for several weeks more,
the mountains and the sky.

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And the line of little badges

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that demark our new neighbor.

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Sorry, groundhog, it’s already on.

Somebody’s always got to be first,
no matter the risk,
so comes the crocus.

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Another killing frost to come?

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Of course.

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But, hello, for today.

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Leftovers under foot.

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Step gently because it is all alive.

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Even the rocks, digested by their dressings.

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Quartz born in fire, resting on the loam.

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 Quartz born in fire, washed by the waters.

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Tipping point.

top

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back

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side

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front

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oh my

obeying gravity, the law

 

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Recollected and prospected.

The first tomatoes last spring were a handful of cherries.

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Then the season and the vines got serious
and five gallon buckets spilled out on to full-size cookie sheets.

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By the middle of November,
the final fruits, two little bowls. The last tomatoes of 2014.

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Only one month more now ’til spring,
ever new.

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Waiting for the music.

The night before,
not a creature was stirring,
the stuff of Nutcracker was prepped for the truck.

All the scenery, the costumes, and the props.

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And it came together to dress our best show yet.

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 Stay tuned.

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First free offer of 2015, undoubtedly the best one so far.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday
1 – 5 January 2015

Completely, totally, free
as a download to any Kindle device or ap

Nothing to lose, a brace of mysteries to win
Follow the links below.

 

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         Fit To Curve

 

 

Heart Attack       

 

 

 

 

The series    —    The Ellen and Geoffrey Fletcher Mysteries

Geoffrey and Ellen Fletcher live in Roanoke, Virginia, in the mountains north of town. Geoff is a poet who teaches creative writing at Hollins University and Roanoke College. Ellen is a free-lance travel writer, frequently published in TravelAmerica. Geoff goes with Ellen, when his schedule allows and she can persuade him to come. With an uncanny frequency they find themselves involved in murder investigations, often involving deaths not recognized as crimes.

Book 1    —    Fit To Curve    —    The Asheville Story 

Ellen is on assignment to Asheville, North Carolina, to do a follow-up for a story she wrote a year before. Geoff is reluctant to come with her until he learns his college girlfriend and new husband will be staying at the same bed-and-breakfast. Juniper House is packed with interesting characters and Geoff decides to enjoy Asheville and his unintended vacation.

But when two of their fellow guests die, and the police see only accidents, they realize they’re on their own if they want to solve the killings before there are more victims, before they become victims themselves.

Book 2    —    Heart Attack   —    The Williamsburg Story

Ellen’s trip to Colonial Williamsburg gets complicated. She’s researching an article about the people who work behind the scenes. But somebody is making things difficult for those people, with incidents that are at first just puzzling, then malicious, then seriously nasty. The local police and the administrators of the Historical Area and of William and Mary College can’t even agree on whether the events are connected, let alone what they should do.

Ellen’s daily updates alarm Geoff and he gets a friend to cover final exams so he can ride down to join her. During the two days it takes him to bicycle from Roanoke to Williamsburg, the provocations take on an ever nastier character. He may be too late to turn things around.

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Eternity looks me in the eye, then resumes its business.

I can’t let go of this image of North Carolina November sky.

Clean as a pantone chip.

Also the precise shade of existential terror
wherever in the world our raptor drones are hovering
for all the tiny humans living underneath.

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Note the separate venting of the room and the under-works.
No longer visible: the electrical connection
that fed the reading light and the heat lamp.

The list is not from a flawed chamber structure,
but from the shape of the hole below.
A backhoe is so much faster than pick and shovel,
a few minutes instead of half a day,
but far less precise with edges.

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The foot of snow that landed Saturday last,
collapsed in one day into the still-warm soil
and melted over the roof edge, from the sun above, gas heat below,
its escape arrested temporarily in the still-freezing air.

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The changes from decades of slow decay, the changes overnight,
are mocked by an image of empyrian lucidity
that clouds can cover in an hour,
no longer perfect but neither so frightful as before.

First snow, last leaves.

Overnight it grew, as the cold and moisture met.
We were warned — and advised and a-watched and alerted.

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No more flowers, no more tomatoes. First hard freeze, also.

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But the leaves are not quite done.

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Some have shook and shed and they break the whiteout with splashes of yellow, pink, and rust.

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Leaves wink from their branches.

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And thousands lie scattered across the top of the snow,
in rebellion,
not pressed under,

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promising some measure of autumnal rennaisance,
tomorrow or the next day.

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The sweet pique of a peek at the peak.

Two weeks ago, placid and pelucid.
There’s a picture every step.

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Look down.

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Look over.

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Watch your feet.

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Up to the ridge.

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Across to Big Knob.

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The fiberglass skylight at the warehouse,
toned with tanin, leaf-printed.

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Straight up, cerulean.

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October sky, unretouched, the wide eye of god.

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Two free days left, strike now! Now, that time’s passed, but …

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday

No longer free, but worth every penny.

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Fit To Curve

 

 

Heart Attack

 

 

 

Still only .00000099 a word.

 

The series    —    The Ellen and Geoffrey Fletcher Mysteries

Geoffrey and Ellen Fletcher live in Roanoke, Virginia, in the mountains north of town. Geoff is a poet who teaches creative writing at Hollins University and Roanoke College. Ellen is a free-lance travel writer, frequently published in TravelAmerica. Geoff goes with Ellen, when his schedule allows and she can persuade him to come. With an uncanny frequency they find themselves involved in murder investigations, often involving deaths not recognized as crimes.

Book 1    —    Fit To Curve    —    The Asheville Story 

Ellen’s on assignment to Asheville, North Carolina, to do a follow-up for a story she wrote a year before. Geoff is reluctant to come with her until he learns his college girlfriend and new husband will be staying at the same bed-and-breakfast. Juniper House is packed with interesting characters and Geoff decides to enjoy Asheville and his unintended vacation.

But when two of their fellow guests die, and the police see only accidents, they realize they’re on their own if they want to solve the killings before there are more victims, before they become victims themselves.

Book 2    —    Heart Attack   —    The Williamsburg Story

Ellen’s trip to Colonial Williamsburg gets complicated. She’s researching an article about the people who work behind the scenes. But somebody is making things difficult for those people, with incidents that are at first just puzzling, then malicious, then seriously nasty. The local police and the administrators of the Historical Area and of William and Mary College can’t even agree on whether the events are connected, let alone what they should do.

Ellen’s daily updates alarm Geoff and he gets a friend to cover final exams so he can ride down to join her. During the two days it takes him to bicycle from Roanoke to Williamsburg, the provocations take on an ever nastier character. He may be too late to turn things around.

 

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Floral finale presentation.

The first hard frost is the real end, and that could be weeks.

But all the flowering plants prepare their final bursts.
Many are done already, a few will hang on until their petals freeze.

The chimley rose saved the best for last.

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Since staked up, a mowing near fatality.

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No more blooms to come, but we’re going out grand.

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Will even a frost take down the lemony mint from its summer-long peak?

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But the gatekeeper of the herb garden does not care about seasons.
A hunk of cloudy quartz shares some faces with other entities
but marks the gatepost without concern for any of us.

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Nor rain nor sleet nor hail — never mind, it’s quite all right.

I’ll just stand here and watch y’all wilt and wither one more time.

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Quarterly roll of the dice: another five-day give-away.

This isn’t a book shelf, of course it’s not.

But can you lichen it to one,
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Well, if you managed that, we’re past the stressful part.

Every three months Kindle Direct Publishing allows its authors a chance
to promote books by giving them away.

And that time for me has rolled around again.

The next five days: October 3-7, 2014
Friday through Tuesday
the Kindle e-book versions of
Fit to Curve   and   Heart Attack
can be downloaded for free.

If you don’t have a Kindle Device
there is a free Kindle Ap available for your computer, your tablet, your phone
or your microwave oven (all the recent models, anyway, the ones that can charge i-phones).

So, if you’re a mystery reader
you might enjoy meeting Geoffrey and Ellen in their first two adventures.

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Direct links:

Fit To Curve

Heart Attack

Nothing to lose, at this price, and a world to win.

The Asheville Story                —               The Williamsburg Story

This promotion is Amazon planet wide,
not just the United States,
so come Canada, come Britain, come France,
Germany, Italy, Spain,
India, Japan, Mexico, Brazil.

Oops! And Australia. Maybe I got this in before they noticed.
Which way does the sun go?

Italy is my last untouched market,
somewhere from six to six thousand in the others.

The Ellen and Geoffrey Fletcher Mysteries are of a cozy character but written for adults.

KDT, Kindle Daylight Time, seems to track with PDT, Pacific Daylight Time,
3-4 hours from now (time of post).

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Season of the new cat.

Fall’s upon us,
laid that maple low.

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As the sugars rise and flow
and assign each leaf its brilliance,
it’s time for the changes.

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After two full years without a cat,
we broke our fast with Lilly, five years old,
rescued from a cross-country move.

Oh, she holds down a lap, chases a laser, meows a little,
but showed no interesting quirks of character.

Until the other night.

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We’re rethinking.

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Max, four German Shepherds back, used to bite water.
Had a few kittens who flirted with the shower drain.

Never had a cat who sits in running water.

Be ready to take it and run when you tell  the universe:

surprise me!

 

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Mushroom meditations.

Some emergent mushrooms are pulled up by the moon.

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Some by the sun.

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Or Mars.

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By Venus.

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Or by an Angel.

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Some tough and chewy, grapple on for the long run.

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Some are social, aligned like the seats in the balcony.

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Curtain rising, caught between my shadow and the sun.

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Death comes, from Pluto, in the end.
But the flies and beetles and the microbes settled in for a week of feasting.

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Up for a while, down for a while,
before long, up again.

Transformed, not ever ended.

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