waking from dreaming

I write these posts...
but then when I open my blog
I cringe to read them
yet I continue, last year
the year before...
      before that it was all nice silent paper journals....
      that close up and go away....

if you do follow??!?!?
I'm sure you're aware of how many entries have just had photos lately
sometimes quiet is best
but now I don't have a camera!
so I've done something I haven't had time to do in so long...
a mosaic

ahhhhh

I woke this languid Saturday morning with bits of dreams
still lingering before me
babies
and beds
and beaches
and cleaning
and home
stages and platforms
and laundry

and so these images erase the words that glare at me from the last post
and tomorrow I'll erase this
with something else worthless that at the moment felt worthwhile....