Field Notes 3

So Long:

Sun and moon conversed
Each traversed
Now roles’ reversed

All was well
Although moon was a bit embarrassed
For “getting in the way”

Here is half of the intended cover image. The original was So Long….too long. Transitional changes during eclipse.
Here’s the rest.

Cover Photo: Short Story – Full Sun and 70% Coverage

On another note from May: Chaparral Mallow (Why is it so difficult to remember “one p – two r’s in chaparral?”) Always get those mixed up.

The lovely thing about flowers, unlike the sun, is that you can look right at them without eye protection.

Feral Before Civility

A family of cubs
Encouraged to fight
Testing mettle



Was a time, when boys were told to go outside and the expectation of no contact for the entire day was acceptable. We ran and fought without permanent damage (most of the time). There were pick up games of street football/baseball. Occasionally we’d head to the school field and play tackle football. No pads or teeth guards. Yeah, some teeth were lost.
We loved our parents and listened to them closely, or suffer the belt, or switch. Stripes kept us in check.
There was an order in the group. The strongest was the unelected leader. We joyfully supported and defended him, unless he was unjust or lacked compassion. In those cases, we walked away.