back and forth

The winds blow, strongly,
tossing clouds around
and leaves
and the dirt of an inner city.
It is cooler,
more than I want,
yet my garden still beckons me.
The bright sun,
coming after days of rain,
blinds me,
yet I group,
feeling the fruit.
I feel the colors of the ripen fruit,
this one not quite ready,
the other over ripe.
Most times i am correct,
but not always.
My fingers seem to "see",
better than my eyes,
as i struggle with my strange, flat vision.
That is a description most do not know,
the glasses bring things together,
at a price.
I am uncomfortable talking about it,
but here i am.
The world shifts at time,
for depth to flat,
in mere seconds
and i do not understand why.

a bit cooler and a shift in my harvest

 It was cool by my standards today,upper 50's F (15 C) and so my idea of what to collect changes, as does what to cook.
a red cabbage, Swiss Chard and then the normal assortment of my favorite summertime vegetables.
The rain was wonderful yesterday, but we need more.
A little Alsatian comfort food for tonight, pair what i picked with some Kielbasa.

Giving Credit and Applause, when it is due - The Mill River Park

I was ecstatic, yesterday walking by the park, so much so, I returned home to get my camera.

Yes, the fence causing pedestrians to walk into the street was moved a number of feet to allow pedestrian traffic to pass by.
The fence must be up due to impending construction, but it is now "West side friendly".

Why was it done?
Was it me...I doubt that...
were there others who complained?  Possibly...
Did some recognize an problem and correct it?  I would like to think so.

My honest statement?  I don't care, it was done and done by the people running the park from the

Mill River Collaborative and i am thankful

Wispy

Wispy dreams,
of persons present
and not.
They glide through my sleep,
like clouds,
on a summers day.
I welcome all,
those still alive
and those who have passed on.
I do not understand,
everything they say,
but they mean no harm
and i let them in.
They follow me still,
throughout my day.
They are bringing me comfort,
and so I let them stay.

i speak in nonsense riddles

of apple sauce and dandelions.
It makes no sense of course,
but i am happy.
The last few months of doctor visits
and laboratory test
and people poking and prodding,
came up with one simple answer...
CRYSTALS!
Crystals?
No not the new age thing,
but something much simpler.
The physical therapist reacted strongly,
when I spoke of the twisting of my sight
and loosing balance
and of falling.
My lack of balance was apparent,
but a light bulb went on in her head
and so she manipulated my head
and later explained;
calcium carbonate crystals,
can form in the inner ear canal
and may stay there,
disrupting one's sense of balance.
TWO sessions,
ONLY two,
cleared my head.
My balance came back to something akin to normal
or as much as it can be with the vision i have.
My brain cleared
and i could think clearly again.
I still get tired quicker than most,
i do not try any thing complex,
after i get tired,
but what was happening before is gone.
And the solution was simple!

down?

i still live in the shadows,

of love lost

or never found.

People,

lovers,

friends,

passing through,

but never staying.

i wonder,

if i am thought of at all,

but have gone to a place,

i can not be,

at least not yet.

My heart feels old,

yet my mind young.

I am plagued

with these wispy shadows,

i can no longer touch.

They effect me,

deep to my core.

i rise up,

to brush them away,

yet they cling,

not like shadows,

not clouds,

but like molasses

or tar.

I will walk away,

but will they follow?

Adventures in the garden

I have been having a very good harvest this year - tomatoes - all kinds, cucumbers, lettuce, arugula, basil, celery and many other spices, but not so much with my hot peppers.
I have been getting Cherry peppers, which are hot enough for most, but not me.  My ghost pepper seeds did not come up, so i was very disappointed.  I moved an unknown pepper to a different location, with a bit of shade and i started to get flowers and peppers, but i did not know what kind they were and so i picked one and tried a very small piece....

Those who know peppers, know this ad a not fully ripe ghost pepper and i was hoping aroung the kitchen after just the smallest sliver...
I am now happy.