I first heard of a Saturn return through No Doubt. When I was 14, they released “Return of Saturn”. In one of the tracks, Gwen Stefani references the album title, singing: The return of Saturn / assessing my life / second guessing But I was an adolescent and -– like a lot of the more… Continue reading Saturn’s Return
Month: October 2016
The Expressions We Make
"Well, someone is looking chipper." She's sitting on one of the larger rocks off to the side. A fellow hiker, one of the countless people you meet and effortlessly talk to and then equally as effortlessly part ways with while on the trails. I'm probably a quarter mile in to what is about a solid half mile of… Continue reading The Expressions We Make
Procession
There is time to pause when coming upon a funeral procession. Waiting in your own vehicle, the steady steam of little purple flags and highbeams and hazards passing you by. It's a moment to reflect. Music gets turned down when I come upon a funeral procession. I might be on my way to get groceries. Or… Continue reading Procession
Wasp
A wasp has made my back porch door its final resting place. As the days and nights get colder and colder, it stays on the glass panel, moving minimally. Far from its nest and, as far as I can tell, waiting to die. It's funny. I viciously hate wasps. I think nothing of spraying neurotoxin… Continue reading Wasp
That (Not This) Abby Rose 