Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Finger Snap: Middle of June

Glimpse of downtown from an elevated train.

Beyond the pickets, our neighbor's prairie: gone. 

Another neighbor's picturesque yard design

Don't let the sun go down on me

Leaves up close and personal 

A sliver of sun brightens a block 

Our pride of color 

Muted color; a surprise bloom

Shocked to wake on a Sunday to see a sofa on a curb. 

Go Hawkeyes! 

Greens and lavenders, a pleasing combo 

Blooms too heavy for their stalks 
And in other news, my younger brother called me on Sunday to say, among other things, that he was sorry for stealing my car 40 years ago. I'm still processing he weight of the confession and contrition. While not quite the other shoe dropping it is something.

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13 comments:

  1. I had a really good chuckle at the end there! Wonder what on earth prompted him to own up after all these years!

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    1. Many of the 40 years we were estranged. He began the phone conversation with, "this has been weighing heavily on my mind." Maybe he preached a sermon, maybe he'd heard confessions from others, maybe . .

      I just don't know.

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  2. The Color Purple: 'I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.'

    Thanks for noticing and sharing it!

    Yes, guarded curiosity on the confession . . .

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    1. You're quite welcome.

      Truly. He has never, ever mentioned it, let along apologized. Never.

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  3. Your neighbor's picturesque yard design made a wonderful picture. But all of them are wonderful.

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    1. Thank you. I love that block. I hope to (soon) get back on the block an explore some further reaching neighborhoods.

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  4. Gorgeous pictorial jaunt through the neighborhood, D. Thanks!

    Yes, curious about the brother. Clearly it's been weighing on his mind for 40 years...

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    1. Clearly. But, I wonder what pushed the memory to the forefront. (though he remembers it incorrectly) He stole my car not once, but twice. He did, though, mentioned that he'd done other terrible things which, "I'm sure hurt you." Boy Howdy.

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  5. Wow -- a 40-year-in-the-making confession. What moved him to do it now?

    Love the photos. It feels so sunny and happy in the city after a long winter.

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    1. He didn't say in so many words, just that it was weighing on him that day.

      Thank you. The city IS feeling happy about the warmer, longer days.

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  6. Lovely happy photos.
    And the confession - clearly he's wanting to make amends, even after 40 years. Better late than never? lol

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  7. Beautiful pictures! And wow, to the confession and contrition.

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