So Often Tender, Fun to Do

So Often Tender, Fun to Do by Allison Huyett

 

 

  Women are the strangest creatures the way they fly around. Myself included and I am unlike other women. Soft, yet hard to understand, something fit to be placed on Mohs scale of mineral hardness. Chalk to diamonds. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. We all fall down.

   Monday set out some frames and fabric to fulfill request on Craigslist. When I returned home from swimming, the wanted objects had been picked up and it was a fabulous feeling to have met someone’s need. If only everything else were so simple.

   This drawing began as the leaf I found and 13 for the day and ten for the month. “Of ten.” To add an ess and Soften it made all the ramifications possible. A heron flew over the creek and not far from the cuckoo’s nest.

Juglans nigra

 

Poplar & Walnut -12 by Allison Huyett

    This green parking garage stub Poplar & Walnut – 12 makes the pick of the litter, to pick up where we left off. The black walnut grows here; Juglans nigra, with its round green nut casings aplenty, secreting pungent messages. The tulip poplar is one of the more dominant trees in these forests. Tall and proud and straight. The flowers that look like tulips and leaves that second the motion. But the parking stub is from Philadelphia, travelling here like a burr on wheels.

    Two boatlike wooden shapes are stacked near the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers sign at the upper lot. The bottoms of the skiffs are wire mesh, like large dirt sifters, what are they for and why are they here?

    It’s a dark day on the trail, overcast and damp, yet dry. It could rain but it isn’t now. A heron stands perfect and straight on a midstream stone near the pipline, it looks like a yin-yang symbol stretched tall, the way its neck bends and the legs descend. It is curvature & armature – 12. (Today is a twelve day).

Ron, Walk

Nuts on the Rise by Allison Huyett

 

 

   A rise in nuts. Tears from fears. Can the squirrels keep up? Can I get back on the horse? Woe is not me! Whoa, maybe.

   Ron reports he thinks there are more black walnuts on the ground this year than ever before. He says take care walking or running on the trail, not to turn an ankle. A non-walnut related injury (and the doctors) curtailed his running for now in favor of walking, the kinder, gentler exercise.

   The quasi-cruciform scarlet and pin oak leaves have dropped like fallen soldiers. Today is all water, path and relationships, with a hint of center: earth and fame. Intense and negative thoughts have given way, thanks to Ron’s company for two miles and a sharing of troubles of the last two weeks. Feel almost human again. One heron waits on fallen limb.

Shelly

  

Shelly by Allison Huyett

 

 How out of  joint can a morning be?

Tiny writing on the back of the yellow trivia card. Great big Shelly in cursive writing on the towpath. Walk done when I see the sun.

   What is the straight and narrow? A heron wades in the straight and shallow waters. Strait and wide.

   Even so, find odd number 033 READ.

 Time to hit the Easy Button and go to Staples for printer ink. Different route than normal way home from walking.  On the way an SUV just has to pass me in the right lane, which is reserved for turning right.

   The vehicle  goes straight past me. Toward the bottom of a gentle hill, is something I would rather not see. A squirrel lies in the middle of that lane. The squirrel body twitches. Either it has just fallen from some lines above or it has just been struck or both and I want to get out and check on it, but I know I cannot. That was not easy.

   At 7:45 an employee opens the front door. Maybe they are open early? Maybe he just came out for a smoke. I find $500 corner of a lottery ticket. The dictionary has no squirrel picture so I use an upside-down sphinx as a substitute.

Sweetish Fish

Sweetish Fish by Allison Huyett

   Swedish fish are one thing and Sweet-ish fish are something else. We create the sweet-ish ones in the studio this morning.

   Sounding like a politician today: a heron at every turn: one wades in the dawn’s early light and at the edge of the creek, near the footbridge on the picnic peninsula.

   One looks very content and contained on a rock at the red covered bridge. One with daddylonglegs in the water and stretched tall after the overpass – a tractor-trailer truck flies overhead. Sun at 7:15 lights the trees at the margins. One flies near the iron bridge.

   The spots are unoccupied by heron on the way back. A true fish tail!

DURO 6 Arias, Constitution Day 2009 and the Paper Czar

Constitution Day by Allison Huyett

 

 

   We the editors of  The Heron Report present the preamble of the United States Constitution and some items donated by the Paper Czar.

   Our own day begins with a kind of preamble. We walk along the creek. We come to the studio and office and and convene with our in-house representatives, including the Paper Czar. We make arrangements.

   Breakfast is one of the sweet spots of the day. The bakery frequently employs paper bags. We like to read the printing: brand and size at the top, name and date stamp on the bottom. The stamp reveals who made the bag and when. A creators mark! Here is the work of Arias, from June 29, 2009. We wonder what Arias looks like.

    From our preamble along the creek, we report one big heron, airborne from a large sycamore. The big bird swoops large, wingspan big as the Ben Franklin Bridge.

Deer Crossing

Deer Crossing by Allison Huyett

 

    Posted in invisible ink Labor Day! Today, post haste! Take your time, there’s no time to waste, no time like the present!

   Why is this black truck slowing along Tulpehocken road heading east, parallel to my walking west along the towpath at 7:12 a.m?  The Tulpehocken creek separates us. A natural event joins us: two tawny lumps swim this way in the creek. When they strike land they accelerate, a large doe and fawn, taking flight into the brush.

   Herons above and below both the red covered bridge and the overpass, at points nearly equidistant to each other, one more along the upper stretch, near the locks, and one on the toppled tree on the way back. These are the herons to report, plus one kingfisher near the mill, also crossing the creek, in the air.

   The details of the subway project preoccupy me, visualizing, how will this work? and how can we make this happen?  The range of possibilities amazes me; the distillation of ideas, it’s like being a mermaid.

Angel Hair Stamp Act

 

Realign AH, Allison Huyett

  Gun Owner stamped in red ink on a five dollar bill. A federal res, a thing of the past. Federal reserve note this. Polished off the pasta two nights ago, saving the box for today a nine day. Hence, this arrangement. Only tile in scrabble worth five points is a K.

   A heron along the banks. Flying and noisemaking. Red mowing so fast he and the Kubota are a blur. Walk to the nine marker today. Legal tender, al dente.

App 3.0

App 3.0

  

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                                                   Apple. Makes 2 quarts.

                                       Quartz. Le apple app. App App

                                     App.  Application. Applejack.  How

                                    do you like like them apples, Jack?

                                       App le. Le App. Le  App, Jacques.

                                            Applique. Makes 2 quartz. 

                                                      Lots of apps A is4
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Flea Market Junkie: Bastard Files and The Secret of Rosy Cheeks

  

Bastard files and the Secret of Rosy Cheeks

    Six day. Abandon routine in favor of flea market, sunny and clear.  A friend has fed this habit by giving me a flea market guide; seems like a good day to try my luck. Go before seven. Back by ten. Finds listed as follows:

   Post Card: $1.50 Postmarked 28 Sept. 1906. Depicts Memorial Hall in Fairmount Park, Philadelphia. Sender added a message on the front (picture)  side:  From Your Friend. I’ll see you on Saturday knight [sic]. Good by. S. W. A. K.  Card was addressed on plain side to Miss Pearl Hammaker, New Buffalo, PA. One cent Ben Franklin stamp. Green.

   Ledger: almost blank. Contains notes for tools/hardware. Fullest page: the F tab: Files. Example: 14″ Round Bastard with hatch marks five ten fifteen eighteen or nineteen. Is illegible, the ledger is. Also red carbon paper with typed something or other. Need to decipher.

   Fishlove Adult Novelty item: The Secret of Rosy Cheeks.

   Scrap book: 1930’s neatly pasted articles for P.O. D. class.  Includes the start of Social Security.

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