Poetry Friday: Life

Life



Slipping, blurred shapes rush

past, ruffling my eyelashes

faster than I blink.

 

 

Lorie Ann Grover, 2014

 

This is a photo of the gorgeous Palouse in Washington state. The hills roll and fold and curl. Driving past them is like watching a pulsing sculpture. 

Wild Wild West

Okay, my friend David Hammermaster always laughs at my cougar concern. But come on! I live in Washington! Wild life abounds.

Just this morning a HUGE possum was trucking it across the next door church's lawn. Holy Possum, Batman! It looked like this one:



I know, like right? And the above mentioned Mr. Hammermaster went jogging past moments later. What little did he know!

Then I drive my daughter to choir, and the radio announces black bear spottings in Ballard. Ballard is a CITY, everyone. A black BEAR.



Then my girls are going hiking later today with a family that keeps an eye out for cougars on their property. COUGARS.



This is the Wild Wild West, so everyone can just stop laughing at me. Do you hear that, Mr. Hammermaster? I say, "Jog a little faster."

Shout Out: Sumner, Washington

A shout out to my hometown of Sumner! Woot!

My family and I have lived here since 1997, but we had our sights on the city since 1987. This is where we wanted to raise our family.

Sumner sits near the foot of Mount Rainier, in the valley where the White River flows into the Puyallup River. Settled in 1853 by early pioneers, the city produced hops, daffodils, rhubarb, and grasses. Sumner is still the Rhubarb Capital of the World.

It doesn't look a whole lot different from its early days. :~)

You won't find bubble tea, tabouli, or a movie theater in our town this far south of Seattle, but you will find a bit of quirkiness, a population of 9,000, and good cheer. I thought to give this shout out seeing a quote from The Seattle Times:

"Sumner so completely embodies the nostalgic ideals of small-town America, it's hard to stay long without welling up."

My homage to Sumner has been to set On Pointe in the city. And to fill Rainy Day Slug with daffodils.

There's an introduction. Feel free to stop in and visit, especially the gallery on Main Street. More coming soon...