Poetic Intervention

Unto the creators of Simple Green
I kneel, knees to nose, in contemplation
to scrub the baseboards in meditation

Oh, though an eternity it might seem,
I bend, sweep and mop for a duration—
a clean floor! I stand in admiration.

© 2015 Sandra R. Davidson [Unaffiliated with Simple Green. Image: See caption for credit.]

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PII Gallery and Dave Worrell Seeking Poets and Writers

Originally posted on Fox Chase Review:

From Dave Worrell


The Philadelphia International Institute gallery (PII) in Old City, Philadelphia, (242 Race StreetPhiladelphia, PA 19106) is looking for poets and creative writers of all kinds to take part in its August 7 First Friday opening event. The gallery show will feature abstract paintings — so if you have poems or prose pieces that are a little bit out there (or a lot), we want you.  This is your chance to let that wild side off the leash for a while — more or less within the limits of the law, of course. No need to write anything specifically for the occasion — just bring your most imaginative stuff.

We anticipate a sizable crowd so we may not be able to give folks more than a minute or two — sort of fast-moving tag-team marathon concept. Sometime in July, you will be able to see some of the paintings on the…

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Plum Undone

When we first saw the property on which we now live, lovely white blooms were set against emerging green foliage, the tree of which graced us with thumb-sized plums of the right color but whose pits were nearly as large as the fruits! The leaves shaded one end of the drive and a portion of the master bedroom.

The dogs began to eat the fruit—pits and all—as soon as they fell ripe. You can imagine this was a painful lesson and one the dogs repeat at the first available fruit of each year. I also discovered the leaves were shot with holes, bugs and disease. The first year was enough. I wanted something that didn’t seed itself everywhere the chipmunks buried its fruit.

My husband wouldn’t hear of cutting down the tree, commonly called a pioneer plum. We added a Frost Peach and two Rainier Cherry trees near the plum. Sure enough, the pests infecting the plum thought our new additions were tasty.

With a redwood core and bark meat sandwiching a golden ring, the wood will make great art pieces as well as a sampling of plum-smoked edibles. Long live the cherries (and the peach)!

Section of plum tree.

Re: Another New Hobby

I came across this post today and felt serious resonance. I dare not list all my hobbies and I’ve determined I have to cull the space-intensive ones as there is no opportunity to put a new Sandra’s Hobbies wing on the house.

I’m strongly curious. Often I can’t settle for admiring a hobby; I must put my hands in it and on it.

At the risk of adopting more for myself, what are some of your hobbies?