Hop on over to Reflections on the Teche where Margaret is hosting Poetry Friday.
Surgery was a success. I’m out of my post surgery fog. Happy to be writing especially because of this news:
Be thinking about being a CYBILS judge. The call for judges will be open on August 18 and close September 5. We are always in need of committed people to serve on our two rounds.
Since I chair the Poetry award, I am especially interested in those bloggers who read and discuss poetry.
Do you know about Kidlit Con 2014. It’s an intimate conference about blogging. Held in Sacramento, CA, October10-11. This year’s theme is Blogging Diversity in Young Adult and Children’s Lit: What’s Next? . Mitali Perkins will be the keynote speaker. Details can be found HERE.
Poetry Friday round up is hosted at The Opposite of Indifference. Thanks, Tabatha.
cleaning the refrigerator,
cleaning out photos,
watching the constant retelling of deadly
events on the news,
watching the birds flit
here and there
listening to the click, click, click, click,
of my dog’s nails on the wood floors,
listening for peace,
in between the calls
to the doctor,
the pre-op hospital nurse,
I am distracted
the smooth river stone
until I return.
So you might know that I am having left rotator cuff surgery on Monday. It’s been five and a half months of dealing with shoulder pain. And it’s been a huge distraction for me. I have know idea about the recovery time. I am left handed. I need to be patient with myself during the next few weeks.
I will be taking a blog break until the last week in August when I host Poetry Friday. And start thinking about poetry books or serving on the CYBILS poetry panels…late August we will be ramping up again.
It’s Saturday. Time to celebrate and share at Ruth Ayres Writes.
Getting some organizing task completed. I saw an orthopedic surgeon this week. He wants to do surgery this coming week (hopefully) or by July 23. There’s not much I will be able to do once surgery happens. I feel this great need to clean and organize the house. So today I spent time in the garage and guest room. Some of it is on my “summer to do” list.
As I have stated to friends recently “Our house will end up like Briar Roses’ castle”, this is proof that it’s actually happening. And with my shoulder, pruning is not a task I should do.
Watching grandgirl in her pool. This picture just cracks me up. I celebrate her joyous nature.
I finished the book Glimpse by Carol Lynch Williams. It’s a powerful book written in verse. An editor suggested I read it as a mentor text.
Also recently read Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson
Time to have breakfast and catch up with friends this week. It’s what I love about summer.
What are you celebrating?
Poetry Friday is upon us. Write Time is hosting us today. It’s her first time so here’s a big welcome. Thanks for hosting us all.
I returned from my time in Idaho to find a poetry postcard from Joy Acey. How fun to recieve one after sending out many in April.
Here’s to dreams coming true.
There’s always so much to celebrate each Saturday. More celebrations can be found at Ruth Ayres Writes.
I love summer. Love the easier, slower pace of life. We left to visit our Idaho friends on Wedneday. One of the best parts f the trip is the ever changing sky.
While not the news I had hoped for, I found the source of my shoulder pain plaguing me for the past five months. Had an MRI on Monday. It revealed a complete muscle tear with a partial tear. I see the ortho surgeon on Tuesday. So I celebrate knowing what’s wrong and how to proceed.
Small town parades. We love the Buhl, ID Independence Day parade. This year we had oldest grand girl with us. She loved the throwing of the candy in to the crowds. One of the highlights for me is the gigantic farm machines.
Found poetry at Hagerman Park. Our tradition includes the annual picnic in the park. Yesterday, it was quite warm. This was found painted on the sidewalk.
And the evening f the fourth is always filled with fireworks. What is it about sparklers that are so magical? And why do kids love smoke bombs so much?
What are you celebrating?
Poetry Friday all red, whie, and blue is at My Little Juicy Universe.
Happy Fourth of July. I discovered this poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson, born the same year as when Lewis and Clark left to search for the Northwest Passage. It seems a fitting poem for today.
A Nation’s Strength
Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1803 – 1882
What makes a nation’s pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?
It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.
Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.
And is it pride? Ah, that bright crown
Has seemed to nations sweet;
But God has struck its luster down
In ashes at his feet.
Not gold but only men can make
A people great and strong;
Men who for truth and honor’s sake
Stand fast and suffer long.
Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly…
They build a nation’s pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.
I’m at friends in Idaho, my place to be on this holiday. Small town parade, a picnic in the park, and fireworks tonight. Have a wonderful weekend.