Dancing Birds


by Auburn McCanta

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For the New Year

On: December 31st, 2008 at 7:12 pm | Number of Comments » 0

Happy New Year, my good friends.
May we find writing success, if it’s nothing more than amusing ourselves and offering it to one other person.  May we find publication if we so wish, but beyond that, may we be fulfilled simply with our words and our efforts.
May the new year give you peace and prosperity–two things [...]


It’s Not My Fault

On: December 28th, 2008 at 12:07 pm | Number of Comments » 2

In case you can’t read the writing in the bubble, this says, “This next song was going to be about writer’s block, but … “
From now on, whenever I have a moment of hesitation and I’m not certain where next to go in my writing, I’ll think of this.
Unfortunately, the aftermath of Christmas continues to [...]


A Few of My Favorite Things

On: December 23rd, 2008 at 7:35 pm | Number of Comments » 0

Arizona is beautiful in winter.  Snow dusts the Catalina Mountains near Tucson, while below, saguaro nod in approval.  The desert humbles us once more.
Happy holidays to all my friends here at the Bloggybirdery.  May we each discover during this coming year that our writing has turned wild with adventure, is touched with the brilliance of angels, [...]


So Close to Christmas

On: December 19th, 2008 at 11:12 pm | Number of Comments » 3

 
Against doctor’s orders I’m sneaking a quick howdy to my dear friends.  After half a box of cheap wine, my wrist says, “Go for it, baby.”
So, Howdy!  (We tip our ten gallons and say “howdy” here in the southwest.)
It’s cooled all the way to 60 degrees in Phoenix, a bit lower at night.  Please don’t [...]


OH NO, NOT AGAIN!

On: December 15th, 2008 at 10:30 pm | Number of Comments » 1

Hi Everyone, Auburn here.
Dan doing the typing. (Hi Everyone, Dan here.)
I’m suffering with a conditon called DeQuervain’s tenosynovitis – fancy name for holy cow my wrist hurts.  Bottom line is I’m unable to type for quite a while.  I am also unable to, since this effects my dominant right hand, style my hair, put on [...]


For You …

On: December 13th, 2008 at 9:36 pm | Number of Comments » 2

 
For you living in the north, suffering under the cold … this is for you.   (Here, in the desert, it’s cooled all the way down to 70 degrees — sorry.)

Poor North
by Mark Strand

It is cold, the snow is deep,
the wind beats around in its cage of trees,
clouds have the look of rags torn and soiled [...]


I Kid You Not

On: December 11th, 2008 at 10:35 pm | Number of Comments » 0

Here is Wilson’s dramatic reaction upon hearing the news that a number of senators have decided to block legislation to loan money to America’s big three automakers.  Coincidentally, these particular Republican senators each have foreign automakers currently housed and operating in their states.  It seems their purpose in blocking the legislation is to bust the [...]


Travelin’ in my Head

On: December 8th, 2008 at 10:31 pm | Number of Comments » 7

 
When Dan’s mother passed away this past September, he took bunches of tranquilizers (strongly ordered by our doctor) and bravely crawled into the backseat where he traveled from Phoenix to Seattle with our son at the wheel.  I couldn’t go because I was fresh with a broken leg and stuck on the couch.  The funeral [...]


Where in the World?

On: December 7th, 2008 at 12:47 am | Number of Comments » 1

 
My husband is unable to travel.  Just the thought of winding through green covered hills or flying off to exotic places makes his mind do crazy things to him.  His palms sweat, his heart races.  He flushes and stammers.  His stomach is ill.  He has debilitating panic attacks just thinking of the unfamiliar. 
Rather than drugging [...]


Ireland oh Ireland

On: December 3rd, 2008 at 10:34 am | Number of Comments » 0

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This is Ireland, with the Atlantic Ocean to the west and the Irish Sea to the east.  I am much, much farther to the west and then somewhat south.   Ireland is really green from space.  Probably from all the rain and the potato plants and the terrible troubles, you know.
I have relatives from Ireland.  My grandfather [...]