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Fern Volunteers

Posted on August 17, 2020 by sputterpub

This year, beneath the young persimmon tree, a clutch of ferns unfurled. They seemed to feather symbiotically: beginning tightly curled, and opening beneath the summer shade, like fans abutting bark, retaining earth near roots the tree has laid within the … Continue reading →

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A Little Liveliness

Posted on August 16, 2020 by sputterpub

The COVID quiet’s punctured now and then by sounds of interaction near my home. Across and up I hear the sounds of men where only women dwell. My neighbor’s door is propped ajar – I see her figure when she … Continue reading →

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My Little Estate

Posted on August 10, 2020 by sputterpub

I moved back in here 15 months ago and wanted to declare the job complete, but then I watched the punch list start to grow as imperfections surfaced in the neat appearances that pleased in gross but not on close … Continue reading →

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Thrummingbirds

Posted on August 7, 2020 by sputterpub

I never saw so many hummingbirds in 13 years of living by this yard. If I’d attempt to put their sound in words, I’d mention “thrum:” soft tongue upon the hard- called palate right behind the upper teeth. I hear … Continue reading →

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Furniture

Posted on August 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Considering the way I use outside, I know I want a bench and table there. I picked a set IKEA advertised, but couldn’t get it shipped. I shopped elsewhere. I found a better set and paid with card (and started … Continue reading →

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The Napping Chair

Posted on August 4, 2020 by sputterpub

At last I own the perfect napping chair. It took a lifetime to acquire this upholstered seat abutting shaded air affording back support and ankle bliss. The view from it is manna for my eyes, although its comfort bids my … Continue reading →

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Scat

Posted on August 1, 2020 by sputterpub

My yard is rodent-rich and bird-endowed, and harbors skunks and possums frequently, but we decided deer are not allowed – they munch too many blossoms. So we built a gate atop the entrance steps that cowed the eaters of our … Continue reading →

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My Hermitage

Posted on July 21, 2020 by sputterpub

My hermitage was built last century – three score and sixteen years ago (they say, who keep a file on the property). Constructed as a guest house then, today the Codes would not permit my place to be so on-the-edge … Continue reading →

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Resealed

Posted on July 16, 2020 by sputterpub

Too humid to dry the redwood deck I resealed: our normal July.

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Claustrophilia

Posted on July 10, 2020 by sputterpub

The deck deserves another waterproof. It should have happened several months ago, before we hunkered down and in, aloof from viral load, from people, shop and show. The bathroom has irregularities the builder meant to fix, or tweak and ease. … Continue reading →

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