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Wednesday, March 31, 2004

" The real meaning of enlightenment is to gaze with undimmed eyes on all darkness. "

--Nikos Kazantzakis

Apple blossoms have started to burst forth. Lilacs nearly complete in their blossoming... the fragrance intoxicating. My Vincae ( Periwinkle ) beds aswarm with blossoms of blue. Oak leaves are still in their infancy.

Overcast Tuesday... Wednesday had puffy cumulus clouds sailing through an ocean of blue only to butt up against the Sierras en-mass. Recently we've had downpours, drizzles, warm and sunny... the weather's been on a roller coaster ride !

Took some time off from being online much... allergies bad... medicine tires me out... little sleep due to congestion and apnia mask conflict... bleeeaaah !!!

Gail has acquired a few new pains... probably a stretched muscle in her chest and an injury to her knee when her Mother's monster of a Malamute knocked her over. Grandkids and my daughter Chrissy and her husband fine.

Short e-mail from Debi... Mandy, my eldest niece, is getting married ! May 8th... cool !

Finally got to watch " Finding Nemo " with the family on the VCR Wednesday last. Cute movie... awesome !... totally !!! The Grandkids have 'prolly' seen it (100) times by now and do not tire of it.

Some Haiku created whilst about:

              Spring Oak Leaves Forth

        Leaves emerge, unfold

        from limbs dormant through winter

        Hued salmon and jade

        :Bobby Nichols 3-25-2004

              The Bamboo Bush

        Prim bamboo bush trim'd

        Red berries clustered, aglow

        Delicate, long leafed

        :Bobby Nichols 3-25-2004


        Grey-brown bearded palm

        Green fronds slapping in the wind

        Long, thin, coarse trunk sways

        :Bobby Nichols 3-25-2004

                   Dogwood 1

        Butterfly jewels

        Flowers of the Dogwood cling

        Ivory wings wide

        :Bobby Nichols 3-25-2004

                   Dogwood 2

        Broad shell-pink blossoms

        lined with thin light-maroon veins

        adorn the Dogwood

        :Bobby Nichols 3-31-2004

My entries... " Poetry in Motion" daily contest:


                   Crystal clear

                   my desire...

                   I will love

                   You always

                   ... beyond end

                   :Bobby Nichols 3-31-2004


        Verdant meadow grass

        hides both predator and prey

        Nature's scheme balanced

        :Bobby Nichols 3-31-2004

                   Prairie Orison

        Wizen'd old groundhog...

        appears in deep prayer, devout

        'Thanks, Lord, for green grass...'

        :Bobby Nichols 3-31-2004

" Devotion  "... ad infinitum.

" Spring Oak Leaves Forth  "... a Haiku: We have an Oak tree whose branches overhang closely to our bedroom deck... making for easy observation. The "Poop-Deck", I so name it, because Gail quarters the dogs there often.

" The Bamboo Bush  "... a Haiku: A beauty of a bush found in Citrus Heights, near Sacramento.

" Palm  "... a Haiku: Palms are abundant in Sacramento and it's environs.

" Dogwood 1 & 2  "... a Haiku: The dogwoods aren't as prolific here as they are in the Paradise/Magalia foothills, but I come across some, now and again, between home and Sacramento. The varieties, probably Cornus nuttallii (Benthamidia nuttallii; Pacific dogwood), seem to be limited to either white flowered or pink flowered. The painting my Mother gave me of a Dogwood Tree by N. Taylor Stormington, procured in Juneau, Alaska, depicts a white flowered variety with a yellow puffed 'button' in the center.

" Balance  "... a Haiku: Picture depicted a red fox searching the meadow grass for a bite to eat.

" Prairie Orison  "... a Haiku: Poem pretty much tells the story. " Orison " = petition to God.

It's nearing mid-night... time to post !

Later... y'all !!!

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