I’m tracking six eagles soaring high above, wondering why they have made an appearance. I learned recently that eagles are scavengers as well as predators and so that circling, like vultures, can indicate the presence of death and decay, as in my poem My Mountain below. (Roderick does a stellar job of narrating this piece on Princes Nut.) My bird feeder is such a popular spot I am topping it up every day now. Sometimes and with a guilty conscience, I will chase off the band-tailed pigeons. They are huge and come in droves.

Just as were recovering from an attack on our mail server by a Russian spammer my hubby’s back went out, spazzming as he puts it, for the first time in a over a year. I had succumbed to a rotten cold after several long weeks of allergy afflictions. Great timing. It was our first weekend alone together in months and we were both screwed up. Continue Reading »

Listening to Cornell Hurd band on Soma Fm Boot Liquor “your ex-husband sent me flowers ‘cause he feels sorry for me.” I love country music lyrics. WHAT DID I DO TODAY? Fed everybody including wild birds, have noticed red-winged blackbirds dive-bombing the cowbirds, both species recent visitors to the yard. I worked out with weights, tried to catch up on email but Junior’s computer is infected with a virus so no outgoing mail, big pain in the butt. Researched and ordered a Facebook ad for the AURAL Heather cd, Princess Nut, bought a gift basket of goodies for a friend recovering from cancer surgery, picked up the kid whose allergies, like mine, are horrendous. He didn’t want to stay in school and I can’t blame him. Made burritos for dinner, worked on a new song, melodic but abrasive and tentatively titled Big Nipples, (just in time for Mother’s Day) folded laundry while watching the Daily Show and after finally completing a book proposal for a publisher, as requested, received an email back saying they weren’t accepting manuscripts right now. Christ. It is a curse, I swear, being a poet. Adjusting to my new glasses, I hope, and recuperating from a hectic weekend/full house. Lucas had three buddies over for two nights and the niece came to visit with her new boyfriend in tow. Actually, it’s been a hectic month, swamped with tour planning, cd artwork and production. ‘Tis a critical period, rehearsing as much as possible, working on/in new material too. Went to the Burning Word festival on Whidbey last weekend, performed solo as we couldn’t get our P2 visas together in time…to be continued…I have to crash.