a secret laid bare
shimmering and breakable
splendor in the grass
icy mystery
moonlight reveals a glimmer
winter’s calling card

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
a secret laid bare
shimmering and breakable
splendor in the grass
icy mystery
moonlight reveals a glimmer
winter’s calling card

This Fandango Friday Flashback post was originally part of a FOWC from on October 17, 2018! I failed to say what that original prompt was and Fandago’s domain has changed, so who knows? My bad.
Whatever it was, I worked it into my blog for an upcoming trip. I cannot believe that it’s been seven years since we embarked on this crazy driving epic! It turned out to be a an eventful and fun trip. I blogged the whole adventure, so for anyone who may be interested in some random road pics, history lessons, art museums, music memories, middle of the night fire alarms, rants about the orange one, and BOOTS, you can find them all here:
Calling All Boots (this is also posted below)
Finally! It’s the Road Trip Epilogue
You can also find some other travel adventures via my TRAVEL tab. Although, sadly the realities of life have reduced our travel life considerably. Oh well. I’m happy to say we are no longer stuck in Florida, so I don’t need to drive to the Fall. It finds me!
So please enjoy my happy (and some not so happy-I’m looking at you MAGA) memories and if you can please support your local NO KINGS events.

ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 10/17/2018:
Today’s prompt from FOWC inspired me (one could say it prompted me) to say a few words about the road trip that begins when my husband and I rise Thursday morning at the beautifully dark hour of 4:30AM and hit the road by 5:30.
“Where ya headed?”
Glad you asked. We are going north to escape the endless summer that has wrapped Florida in its deadly grip. We seek the Fall! Memories of cute boots and scarves and blue jeans and sweaters beckon.
“Come to me!!” They call.
“Wear me.” They tease.
“Wrap me.” They whisper.
I am tingling with excitement.
Oh and I get to see friends and family too. So it’s a win-win.
Of course this road trip includes a giant triangle of driving—South Florida to middle Illinois to Washington DC to south Florida—so it’s possible I’ll change my mind about the win-win. But for now I’ve got the pod casts downloaded and the play lists set.
Here we come autumn!
Updates to follow 🎃 but here’s a haiku to keep you warm till then. It’s not great but … BOOTS!!
As the moon falls low
We rise for a journey long
Seeking boots of fall
crazy love consumes
undone by your sublime text
heart eclipses mind
the moment permeates all
and the center cannot hold

Thanks to Reena and RDP for their inspiration. The words nutty, sublime text, and eclipse led to me this ode to crazy modern love, with a shout out to William Butler Yeats (and Joan Didion).
a moon so intense
I imagine heroin
unguarded wonder
my mind immersed in brightness
trying to find my way home

Thanks for the inspiration to FOWC and Tanka Tuesday.
buried deep inside
embers turn to ash and bone
waiting for a spark
rekindled love fans the flames
the candle burns with fury

Today’s FOWC (CANDLE) and the WDYS photo prompt brought to mind fury and love and buried secrets… thus my bit of verse. Thanks to both for the inspiration.