First Five Fragments for Friday

1. Never set herb seedlings in front of the window that will allow a wind gust to blow the seedlings into the sink where clean dishes are drying.

2. Mobius strip as metaphor for….what?

3. Today’s soundtrack: wind chimes, traffic, wrens in the crabapple, pine boughs in the wind, chattering one-year-old.

4. The oriental poppies have exploded into one of my favorite violently bright shades of orange-red in the front yard.

5. Cutting my caffeine intake does make a difference.

And your fragments are….?


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This is Ruby. She is actually smirking. (photo by kcmickelson)


  1. I loved Ruby. And I would hazzard a guess that there was much more dirt in your sink and on your plates that you put into that planter. A variation on the 'toast always falls buttered side down' rule.
    1. I just love the crispness and the beauty of Autumn.
    2. I still have bulbs to plant.
    3. Car salesmen match their (bad) image better than I had hoped.
    4. The birds have been a delight this morning.
    5. Which is just as well because they have spread their seed from Xmas to breakfast and crapped all over the veranda.


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