I do not know their names.

I have birdies! Also have a squirell friend here. At the old apartment it was dangerous for animals outside my window because of the parking lot. We lived in the basement. Less stairs now, living on the first floor.

I wrote an earlier blog this morning entitled I do not know and it is true. One of the great blessing of being an author as well as a writer and poet is that I can create the answers I do not know. I have to be careful and truthful and admit these are answers I've supplied from my imagination, experience and opinion and not present them as facts.

I have decided to call the birdies Melody and Harmony. I reserve the right to change their names and or use them interchangably for other birds I may spy out my window. Firefly and Serenity strike me as good names too. I do not know if the picture I took was clear enough for you to see either bird, but I saw and heard two.

I know I like it here. :-) I will read, knit and relax for the rest of this first Friday of 2014. Hope your day gives you plenty of opportunity to smile and create smiles.

I do not know

I do not know why I did not post a blog yesterday. I do not know why people commit crimes, violent or otherwise. I do not know why every rich person is not opening his or her home to someone in need. I do not know why death scares us. I do not know how to earn money by breathing but since our system and society is dependent on consumerism I wish everyone was able to do so. I do not know my siblings or nephew(s). I do not know why my writing sometimes sounds as if a seventeen year old, instead of a thirty four year old, wrote it. I do not know why we do not have a cure for cancer. I do not know why you are still reading. I do not know why it seems more important that Scientists create a hover craft or flying vehicles rather than a definitive cure for cancer. I do not know why I am writing this. I do not know why I will publish it. I do not know how or if you will respond. I do not know how much more is inside me to write, to share. Idk.

Resolution

To write with pen on the pages of my unfinished journals. To write on the smith corona typewriter. To write the typed sentences on my blog. To breath and write through the joys and the heart jumps and jammed feelings of life during 2014.