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“I never seem to have what I need when I need it. I’m going to make a belt-bag that’s bigger on the inside than on the outside, and just carry everything with me.”

Monday, April 18, 2011

O is for

Oysterville, Washington ( a crown of Haiku)

Red House, blue heron,
mist blurs the picture but the
memory is clear.

Memory is clear.
in the dawn, fog shines like pearl -
solitude and peace.

Solitude and peace ,
a gift to early risers.
First boats on the bay.

First boats on the bay,
tidal flats, and oyster shells,
and more oyster shells.

And more oyster shells,
behind the sand ridge, beside
red house, blue heron.

And in Other news,  I get to talk to a pulmonary specialist today to find out why I quit breathing while I sleep.  Apnea?  Not me, surely!  It's just suspenseful, exciting dreams, right?  The fact that I drop off about twenty minutes after I sit down to watch TV surely isn't relevant.  I can even fall asleep while knitting.  In fact, that's how DH can tell I'm nodding off.  The hands slow and stutter to a stop, fold slowly into the lap (still holding the needles and yarn) and soon the snores begin.

But he tells me that sometimes, I will snore, then stop breathing altogether for 30 seconds at a time, then gasp for breath and go back to snoring.  He says some nights I snore more and others less.  And he's gotten used to the snores, so it's not a domestic problem.  What a hero he is!!

Then I get to run to Ikea and pick up some braces to hold up new shelves.  And on the way back, I may swing past the yarn store and get another skein of Cascade 220 for the sweater I'm knitting for DH's best friend.  Even if it's not the same dyelot, I don't care.  I can use it for a sleeve, or cuffs and turtleneck.  And I might not need it, but I can always use another skein of nice gray wool.

A quiet, puttering sort of day.  I probably ought to put some clothes on before I leave the house though. 

By the way, didja catch that full moon?  When I saw it this morning at five AM, I howled, very softly.

10 Comments:

  • At 9:55 AM , Blogger LA said...

    I caught sight of that beautiful moon around nine last night...what a beauty!

     
  • At 11:19 AM , Anonymous Linda said...

    Dear heart, I'm SO GLAD your sweet husband is urging you to go to the doc. Sleep apnea can do bad, bad things to your well-being, and we only want GOOD for you!!! LOVED the crown of haiku! Marvelous.

    And YES we saw the setting moon -- a little later than you did but still beautiful against the dark blue before the sunrise!

     
  • At 1:13 PM , Blogger KnitTech said...

    Yea, sleep apnea. You'll be amazed at how much more engery you have once you have a machine. Grilltech has one.

     
  • At 5:15 PM , Blogger Rose Lefebvre said...

    Ah, the she-wolf emerges!!!!

     
  • At 8:57 PM , Blogger Heide said...

    A full moon? That might explain some of the behaviors I've witnessed recently. Hope the sleep tests go well. I think you're just temporarily visiting other, more creative realms in your sleep... kind of like an inception thing, but with fiber and art instead of spies. Have you been to Oysterville? Raising oysters was one of the many random things my family has done over the years for income. Mmm, oysters.

     
  • At 2:02 PM , Blogger Donna Lee said...

    We live with a cpap machine, too. It made an amazing difference in the amount of sleep that PK got and therefore how much sleep I got as well.

    Listen to that intelligent DH you have. We don't want to lose you.

     
  • At 2:08 PM , Blogger mplanck said...

    Doggone it, I missed it. But I trust you are getting all your errands done while fully dressed! :-)

     
  • At 3:55 PM , Blogger JulieLoves2Knit said...

    So did you see "The Oystermen" on OPB Oregon Experience last night?

     
  • At 9:37 AM , Blogger Tina Birch said...

    I love your haiku - both structure and content. Hmmm, I may have to play with that form.

     
  • At 11:08 PM , Blogger Amy Lane said...

    Wow-- W is for Worry-- which I'm sure DH is--but L is for lovely--and the haiku surely fits!

     

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