Pre-holiday busyness and NaNoWriMo lagging, with a desire not to let this feature get further behind, led to this quickie post, with some actresses I had not seen before, 2 in films available now on YouTube, which is always nice to find. Kay Kendall’s Les Girls has clips on YT, and is available on Amazon Prime.
the happy day go
that we waited for
for a full moon in season
asking for rhyme
looking up the moon
full as a fat baby
looking down at me
stuffed into a parka
your hand reaching
to keep me from slipping
We took a day trip last October to Woodstock, Illinois. There is a lovely park there in this perfect compact square with great parking. But it wasn’t the park per se that drove us there. It was the knowledge that much of the movie Groundhog Day was filmed there, and we were on a pilgrimage of sorts. I will watch anything by Bill Murray, and he has a sort of ‘if-you-can’t-beat-em-join-em attitude’, about it, much how I am with Star Trek.
Weather-wise, we got lucky. If you’re into the crisp as an apple, leaves flying around autumn days, this one was perfect. We parked across from the Woodstock Opera House.
Today I wanted to join in with Norm’s Thursday Doors feature for the first time. I enjoy it each week and though the photos from my little camera can’t hold a candle to his, I wanted to share the ones that featured doors.
This is part a of part 1 of a walking tour I am taking through Chicago with my husband. My stamina could be better so we are taking it in pieces, and on this trip we walked a circle from the train station on Canal Street up Madison, a bit of a skirt through Monroe, then to Michigan Avenue. On the way back, we took Washington because he lost his set of photos from our last visit to Daley Plaza when a computer died. Yes, back-up would have been wise. Let’s not reopen that wound.
I took a few pictures and looked for benches to sit or walls to lean so I could scribble a few verses to take home with me–while he took his hundreds of pictures. I just like to be there. But I did get a few photos to share.
The sunshine was unrelenting, but kind when it came to photographs. I get a kick out of light and shadow. I especially loved this view of the cross above the door when I looked up.
I had so much riding on this day
my mind in too much thought
each sip every step all my hopes
just to purchase another hour of life
the way it should be lived
It is a pendulous evening
heavy air at eight
the lines nearly erased now
between night and day
the horizon breaking out
with its glittery evening show
A slice of this sky I count on
my doubt and injuries wavering
I take one step, and then another
every hope winning out over the past
and its mercenary plans