It is way after my regular bedtime, and I am wide awake with an upset stomach. So many things go through the weary brain at this hour. Such as, how to find ways to sleep better. It's a preoccupation I guess can't be foregone. The absence of better rest is a conspicuous thing. My rhythms are off, obviously.
I actually have been using the computer to try and keep my mind off of the way my body feels today/tonight, and with a little success, thankfully. It's nice to know I can get lost in the creative process even when I feel unwell.
Tonight's project was Vanessa Seijo's avatar outfit for Halloween. I even tried to upload it at the party blog, but, as luck would have it, it would not load. Very curious.
Suffice it to say, I hope this clears up by morning. I'm certain Ms. V. would enjoy having her avatar costume on instead of in my computer.
Earlier on, this afternoon, I had to take care of a minor issue outdoors. As I rounded the path, what should I see but a rare surprise, and this time it was telltale.
A wild pansy--well, a stray one, anyway--in a part of the garden where I had never planted a thing, in the rock bed, of all places!
It is
PURPLE,
with a whiteish bib. A single flower, all on its own in the rock garden, where no flowers were planted nor had ever taken root before.
To me, this was a marker for the day, one I'll remember for a long while. I've lost friends to the AIDS epidemic. I've also seen them suffer for being born same sex oriented.
It is late October, and all my other pansies died back last month. For this one to show itself to me so cheerily on a day of mourning, and with the telltale color so important for the occasion, sends shivers down my spine.
I am in awe of nature, of spirit, of human dignity being reborn for us all.
Good night, good people.
Peace.
PW
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Say! That's it! My stomach's upset must be due to the spamminess around here of late. Don't know why I hadn't thought of it before...
I wonder if you could press the purple pansy ... a keepsake of remembrance.
Best Wishes,
Blittie
~R
Sorry I can't say more at this point.
I'm still trying to sort out what's going on technically!
Peace
You're a dear. And so is your missus.