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    Cattleya Orchid "Springtime"

     

     

    It opened today.  The last time it bloomed was 15 years ago.

    Hillary eats food and drinks too!

    I've been reading a lot about Hillary's trip to Chipotle and some have criticized this as a foolish focus on the irrelevant. I disagree, though I do think most of the writers are missing the real meaning and nuance of the story.

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    Orchids Are In Bloom

    This is the time of year for Phalaenopsis type orchids to bloom.  This type of orchids are the most common and easy to grow.  The blooms can last up to 6 weeks and are the favorite for a showy house plant.  They originate from South East Asia and Northern Australia. I have several on my front porch that is putting on a show this year. They make a great gift plant instead of cut flowers because they last so long. 

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    A Late Blooming Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     


     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     


    Desire often hides
    behind the structures of our lives
    seeking permission.

     

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    Confessions Of A Politiholic

    Hi, my name is barefooted and I'm a politiholic.

    (Hi, barefooted!)

    It's been ages since my last confession but I've been meaning to ... what? Oh, that's a relief, you really don't need to hear all my sins. Some of them would curl your toes. Anyway, where was I? Right. Well, I suppose I should start at the beginning of my sordid descent into political hell ...

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    How to Make High Efficiency Liquid Laundry Soap for Pennies.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fels-Naptha#/media/File:Naptha_cookbook.jpg

    When I was really young in the early 1950's I remember helping my mom make laundry soap out of Fels-Napha bar soap, Octagon bar soap or Ivory bar soap. Octagon is no longer being made. For baby diapers she would use Ivory bar soap. She would make it up in a bucket every couple of months. She would grate it and cook it and mix it up in a bucket of water. I never thought to ask her about it later in life. It was just something that was history along with her Maytag Ringer Washer. I can still smell that soap in my mind.

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    A Smoke-clearing Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     


    Ha, ha, ha, it's Spring!
    The lap-dogs of Winter are
    in retreat! Hoo-ray!!

     


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    A Sun-settled Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

    This week, I thought I'd try something a little different; a theme posting. 

    Not all, but most of the haikus and photos this week are sunset related.

    (All photos courtesy of Kristina Rebelo unless otherwise noted.)

     

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    CERVANTES

    I have been better off in this life having had the opportunity to read some of the works of Cervantes.

    Ted Dryser found dead.

     

    Former national security analyst in the Bush Administration found dead in Miller's Falls, N.Y.

    That headline was to turn my early retirement from the FBI lab in Quantico into an unwanted assignment to track down and capture the U.S. back-channel Saudi envoy who through a combination of the new Bush's Administration's frat-house judgment and bureaucratic incompetence had managed, in the late days of August, 2001, to alert Osama Bin Laden to imminent armed drone attacks on his camp in Afghanistan.

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    An Updated Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon


     


    Here's this week's heap of haikus:


     
     

     

    The whites of her eyes
    were red with weeping, the blues
    were never bluer.

     

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    A Phlegm-filled Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

     

    With pointy ears and
    impeccable logic, he
    lived long and prospered.

    (Leonard Nimoy RIP)

     

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    The Warmth of Another Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon


     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:


     

     

    Tell me your secrets
    and my heart will be yours.  True
    love will last forever.

     

     


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    Shades of Fifty Truckers

     

    Printed paperback books had re-emerged in companionship with the introduction of "mommy porn", the first fruit of the splinter-demographic-porn-fiction movement---which now encompassed "plumber porn", "farmer porn" and, thanks to Ena Faye Wilkins, "trucker porn".

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    Sratching An Itch

    I've been feeling the urge to write something lately, and it's really starting to annoy me. I keep waiting for a spark, maybe something in the news or just a moment of personal introspection that demands expression. Anything to grab me and shake the words onto the page until my head hurts. And if it doesn't happen soon I may cease to exist.

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    Jeepers It's A Cold Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:


    In spite of the cold,
    a bird sits in a tree and
    sings its song of Spring.


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    Icy sidewalks dare
    my hip replacement; take a
    walk on the wild side.


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    Dickie Ray's new Venture

     

    An investor in small start-up companies, I had given a guy named Dickie Ray Hoskins some front money for his new venture and arranged for him to meet with the Peoples bank of Paris, Texas, to get an operating loan. I had a good relationship with Tiffany, the loan manager, who had acquired her skills with a much larger bank in Chicago. She was in her early thirties, smart and attractive.

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    A Frosty, Frigid Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon


     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

     

    Wellsprings of Support
    may flow from unknown sources
    to lift up your life.

     

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    The importance of being carl.

     

    Jane was a "closet" anti-vaxxer---not the sort of attribute one might expect in a high profile CEO of a large conglomerate of hotels and restaurant chains.  She worked in downtown L.A. and lived in Pasadena where her twin girls went to a private school---which had just sent them home because of a large measles outbreak in California.

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    I'll Tell You A Story

    This is a beautiful time laps of the eruption of Bardarbunga in Iceland from Jan. 31 to Feb. 2.  The poem was written and read by Leslie Robson Gumpf.  Enjoy the beautiful natural art.

     

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