Are We There Yet? = ¿Ya Llegamos?


The AEE reports 99.70% of the homes and businesses throughout the island have power. Today is 269 days since Maria made landfall and 282 days since Irma made landfall on Puerto Rico. There are still 4,346 customers without power.DgDHPbXVQAA-TXX.jpg


Sonnet 54 William Shakespeare



O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem,
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye
As the perfumed tincture of the roses,
Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly
When summer’s breath their masked buds discloses:
But, for their virtue only is their show,
They live unwoo’d and unrespected fade,
Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made:
And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
When that shall fade, my verse distills your truth.


Sometimes, there is so much going on that it is almost impossible to express any feeling. There is a point when all emotions implode and the mind becomes filled with static. I had to reclaim my life and my garden.

You planted so many roses and over the years they bloomed ever expanding outward. Did I tell you I hate roses? Did I tell you that I’d rather live in a city near the ocean than in a pampered garden? You thought I’d like the roses. Out of a twisted sort of kindness I said nothing.

Now, I want you to know that I’d rather walk across the Brooklyn Bridge or stand at the top of the Empire State Building and look out over the city, cold and concrete, than look at your roses.

BTW. I went out into the garden and cut each bush to the quick with my bare hands, enduring the thorns and treasuring each scratch as a momento of removing the last vestige of you from my chaotic life.

Irises Again – Geometry In Nature

One of the best things about my job as a swim instructor/coach is the beautiful landscaping around our facility. On my way in the door, I’m greeted by live flowers every day. IMG_3652 2.jpgThis iris is so delicate like a white & purple butterfly delighting in its otherworldly ruffled wings. The white is absolute and the purple starts as speckles and culminates in a full explosion of color at the curling edges. The very central three petals form a purple & white triangle radiating out & each petal has a central white streak within the purple radiating inward to a precise centerpoint. These irises seem to be a series of repeating triangles lain crisscross upon each other. Each ruffle appears to be part of the curve of a perfect spiral. (Words cannot to it justice!) Everyday new ones are transforming from tight bud & unfolding themselves to the sun. Then, they just sway in the spring breeze for us to enjoy.

Dear Lorraine, @blindzanygirl, I am writing this description for you, because you care!