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"Back 40 years ago the tulip fields of Skagit Valley looked like a Mondrian abstract, geometrically colorful grids laid out with Mt. Baker in the background, a photographer’s wetdream. A few folks rolled up from the cities, braving the weather and us locals, but not so many the farmers took notice. Like a lot of innocent beauty in this world, the Chamber of Commerce decided to, well, what we refer to today as ‘monetize’ those candy colored flowers. Organize, advertise, centralize — monetize! The town’s surrounding the fertile fields in the Skagit floodplain joined forces, hoping the next flood would be human"..... Read more

The Sun will rise tomorrow,
no matter where we are.
Keep your life travelling,
by plane, ship or car.

Try a new adventure,
do it now, don't be late
for if you want to travel,
don't be left at the gate.

Cats living with humans dates back over 10,000 years. But in all that time, there is not a single documented case of a cat ever thanking its human cohabitant. In ancient Egypt, people worshipped cats as gods. To this day, that’s still how most cats see themselves.....Read more

Who said,
"Don't worry,
it's a new day?"

When Love
is in bloom,
what ever
day you say.

I have been writing,
in two separate books.
Not sure I understand why.
Am I afraid of spooks?

Pride Goethe,
before the fall.
Wait one minute,
is that all?

Have I asked you before,
if you wanted to go,
to the first performance,
of a brother, travelling show?

The music is unique,
in a peculiar way,
non rhyming words,
were asked not to stay.

Lessons were learned,
in the performance room,
don't allow bass drums,
to go Boom! Boom! Boom!

The windows rattled,
a breaking of glass,
crashing to the floor,
a performance blast.

A sugar-coated wafer,
or a chocolate tree,
is way too much sugar,
for diabetic me.

Whipped cream roses,
a marshmallow bush,
with jellybean path,
with Oreo crust.

If you think you know me,
better think again.
I will always trust
you, as my friend,
but friend or not,
no money will I lend.

We met,
in past life.
We were married,
You weren't my wife.

My memory wanes,
thoughts I once knew,
are now gone. My
question, who were you?

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