Frequently on my Mind
Ben (7-yrs old) out with the Turkeys (8 weeks old) in their new outdoor run The egg-laying chickens in their yard, replete with a wall mural for their enjoyment This is Dandelion, Dandy for short. We ...
It is still raining in Southern Oregon. Last year was our first year in this kind of weather, and it got a little depressing around the edges for most of the people in my family. I have a confession t...
Our lives are very busy with art and life and living and creating. It’s not always easy to keep up with all that the boys do, but I figured if I take one night a week to try to sum up the last w...
Today was Leonardo di Vinci’s birthday – and many of my artistic friends were looking for ways to Live Your Life as Art today. My boys do not know how to live any other way. If left to the...
Could there be anything more glorious than the sight – nearly 6 weeks after that first seed was kissed tenderly and placed into the ground? I went out to check on my seedlings in the greenhouse ...
What I want is a Stage… and an Audience… and a Community of Artists! Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our ligh...
The Valentine’s Day card Ben and I made on the computer to pass out at the 2nd Grade Party My seven-year old hates Valentine’s Day. He will make that known to anyone who will listen to him. Yet ...
The first plants into the garden – Peas, glorious Peas! I kissed the first little pea seed that I placed in the dirt at the base of it’s stalk. Grow, little pea! Grow! It reminded me of th...
Maddi is on the left, Milo is on the right. This was a few years ago when he was still a big, burly guy. The outline of each eye hurts. It stings around the circumference of my vision. There is a cold...
Today I may flywith my hair stickingstraight outin every directionfrom the electicityof a circular slide. Spinning dizzy on a grassy fieldmay happen next, or rollingdown a hill, arms plasteredto my si...
(Although, if I must be confined… here is where I’d want to be banished!!) Today I am feeling less than authentic. What happened, I wonder? In an attempt to connect and get to know other w...
For my mother’s 70th birthday, her four daughters surprised her and took her to the St. Francis Hotel on Union Square in San Francisco for a festive sleep-over with all of us grown women. We had...
The poem I read this morning from the little City Lights Pocket Poets Anthology, edited by Lawrence Ferlinghetti, was The Origin of Baseball, by Kenneth Patchen. It didn’t have much to do with basebal...
They were the best idea I ever had for a dinner party! Alphabet Dinners were simply inspired. I was working out of town for 6 weeks in a row, and only home on weekends. This was back in my single days...
These were the first words in my head this morning as I sat up in bed. I knew it was time to write, and it is the last day of the month. The last day of the first month of the year. We are 1/12 of the...
Circle time at dinner is our chance to go around the table and talk about something together as a family, each taking turns. It’s amazing how random the conversations get at times, but if we hav...
It is so lovely to be getting lost in books again! It feels like I’ve never left, like I haven’t spent the last few years being too exhausted to read. I wasn’t too exhausted. Somehow...
This morning, I awoke to my third day of comtemplating The Traveler’s Gift. There are Seven Decisions that determine personal success, according to author, Andy Andrews. (I would link to the boo...
My father thinks this area is the Holy Land. As a recent transplant from California, I am comprehending all the commotion over Southern Oregon. We routinely have 360 degree sunsets, but this kind of...
The first decision for Success (according to an amazing book I just finished reading, and now will begin the joy of delving into it in more detail for the next few months) is The Buck Stops Here. The ...
Today is Virginia Woolf’s birthday, and I am realizing that I have lived this long without ever having read her amazing book, the one that inspires the creation of organizations of women support...
This is a Before Picture of where our Garden will be planted. A good imagination can be a good thing! Because before me I see neatly planted rows of beautiful produce. Every shade of green is there, a...
This is from a Meme over at Occasional Boredom! Welcome to another week of Working Mommy Wednesday. This week our topics are: 1. What events from your past have helped form the professional you are to...
Tonight I was caught up in musings about my actual Muse. What does she look like? What are her characteristics? Of course, I am drawn to the idea of an actual Greek Goddess as my muse. But I also beli...
The most consistent thing I can say about my boys is that they are loud, busy, and incredibly active. These are not boys who sit and watch a lot of television. We do not own video games. They bounce, ...
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Liesl Garner
Poet/Writer - Book Published in December 2020, "Days of Soup and Holler." Current WIP, "UnRibboning." Like field notes from a poet through mother/daughter tension, menopause unraveling, midlife, a father dying and the vigil around that.