The ROI is nil.
An activity that I eat.
More often frustrating than triumphant.
Even with my mediocre standards.
These aren’t winners.
But it’s what I do.
Flour, water, salt.
Time.
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furthering through perseverance
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They proof on their own schedules that vary by the seasons.
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He’s a devious one.
The pork wrap was too salty.
Oversalted the meat, or maybe from the tofu skin.
(Still ok when mixed with rice.)
He finished the ground pork.
Then held up a spoonful of the eggplant mash.
这也太咸了!
This is too salty!䷫䷈
it must be checked with a brake of bronze
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Oil-Past-Tails!
My wife made cardboard easels.
Bought a set of oil pastels.
Arranged two apples on a blanket.
And let the kids loose.
They loved the brilliant colors.
Smudged and spread the pigment.
He sucked on his vibrant fingers.
Mommy let loose.䷩䷻
ten pairs of tortoises cannot oppose it
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How many chances will we get?
A rare overcast summer morning.
The boy slept in.
We played catch.
She can really throw.
An orange rubber ball arcs through the grey sky.䷐䷂
to go one’s way with sincerity brings clarity
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My hand is the closest organic model at the desk.
I started drawing again, five minutes a day.
The girl saw the sketches in the notebook.
She added six cartoon hands with a caption.
This
is a
proper
hand,
not
Daddy’s!䷥䷱
opposition
in small matters
good fortune -
They got lollipops for the drive there, and back!
Halfway up to Cathedral Rock, we stopped at a vista.
Before we turned back for lunch, we absorbed the view beyond the poplar grove.
The wind shimmered through the canopy, a chime of lightness.䷴䷩
the wild goose gradually draws near the plateau
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Our small world was expanded by the insertion of a minature home.
Green sheet, four chairs.
A tent.
Sleeping pads, pillows, blankets, stuffed animals.
An afternoon campout in the dining room.
Shelter within the shelter.䷉䷘
treading on a smooth level course
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Daddy Bear played the piano to accompany the show.
She staged the hare and the tortoise.
This time, the bunny was the wise one.
The tortoise lost handily.
He learned his lesson.
At the next race, they crossed the finish line together.䷏䷁
you gather friends around you
as a hair clasp gathers the hair -
He calls it a space-ship-walk.
I sat on the bed.
He climbed on, and sat on my shoulder.
I stood up.
He was scared.
Clasped his hands under my chin.
Then thrilled.
She too.䷽䷎
the flying bird brings the message
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Moving around the board in a mini-van, stacking cash.
I buy games hoping we will play them many times.
But really, how often?
A copy of LIFE in my wife’s colection.
Bought after they came to the States.
A girl and her parents, thirty years ago.
A girl and her brother, yesterday.
She made bank.
He jumped on the couch.䷫䷷
a melon covered with willow leaves
hidden lines