Wow, look at this eerie and wonderful photo of the cemetery light on Saturday, during the Voices from the Past Evergreen Cemetery Discovery Walk 2011. It's taken by Dana Colcleasure, who took plenty more, all marvelous, and I've got to assume it's OK to share it here since 1) it's of me, 2) it's been shared all over Facebook, and 3) it turned up among my own Profile pix without me doing a thing.
I left it there. I've got to say I like this Facebook change that allows you to leave yourself tagged while removing a photo from your Profile. It seems impolite to have to untag yourself just to keep pictures out of your Profile if you didn't put them there yourself. You know what I mean? They still turn up, but now you can remove them. And now, if someone wants to tag/label me on her own page, she can!
Today I saw the blond squirrel again, and a little red one searched for acorns and various buried things around my big skirt while I waited for the next performance. If he'd gone under, I might have shooed him away, but instead he put his front paws on my skirt (stiffened by the crinolines underneath) and looked up at me, as if to ask, "You got any nuts under there?"
"You must change your life," said Rilke. So that's what I keep doing. I worked as an actor, wrote for an encyclopedia, edited a literary magazine, and taught college English courses. Now I write poetry, blog "eight days a week," and listen to birdsong.