yesterday i was grateful for the queerness of Odd Fellows Cafe, lunch with Holly and the dogs at Poor People’s Pub and a new beaded necktie necklace…
today i am looking forward to more beauty on Block Island…
yesterday i was grateful for the queerness of Odd Fellows Cafe, lunch with Holly and the dogs at Poor People’s Pub and a new beaded necktie necklace…
today i am looking forward to more beauty on Block Island…
yesterday i was grateful for a perfect beach day, lunch at Poor People’s Pub, and Alex, our waitress
today i am looking forward to a moody rainy day…
yesterday i was grateful for Oddfellow Cafe, the trans woman who took my order, the Jamaican woman with her radiant smile and time spent with Marilyn…
today i am looking forward to breakfast out with Holly and the dogs and a day without rain…
yesterday i was grateful for the services of Sunny Nail Salon and a photo salon with interesting work…
today i am looking forward to arriving on Block Island…
yesterday i was grateful for coffee with Gwenno and lunch with Holly at Fiza…
today i am looking forward to preparing for Block Island and getting a mani-pedi with Holly…
would you like a bag sir, excuse me, mam?… i told them either was alright… my approach to pronouns is use the one that first comes to mind when you look at me… still, i have to confess… mam gave me an extra happy tingle…
yesterday i was grateful for Holly’s good health report from her doctor…
today i am looking forward to household chores, prepping for Block Island, and Dimitri Archip and the the Black Coffee Blues Band at Dennings Point Distillery…
receptionist at doctor’s office…
“you should have called to make an appointment”
me…
“i did… i was 30th in line… after 15 minutes, i was still 30th”
receptionist…
“you can leave a call back number… we call everyone back”
my thought bubble…
“i’d rather do this at my convenience, not yours”
yesterday i was grateful for yoga with Jody a Marrianne Williamson quote that was very relevant to my way of being, and Fank-n-off!!!…
today i am looking forward to meeting with my cemetery colleagues and having breakfast with Holly…
i will be boycotting as much as possible any broadcast entity that capitulates to the current administration… maybe broadcast networks should go the way of dinosaurs… i will support any independent entity that picks up the product of comedians and others who lost their programming because of unconstitutional pressure from the administration…
me…
ravished beauties?… :: Essays On Attention Paid
as i read the caption of the Rubens rape painting i see a 400 year old patriarchal permission slip for rape, interpreted exactly that way by the relatively contemporary caption… the accompanying article was written by a man and published in the June 1977 issue of The UNESCO Courrier… it would not be until 1993 that the United Nations would issue a declaration on violence against women…
yesterday i was grateful for yoga with Anne…
toda i am looking forward to yoga, lunch and sci-fi book club with Holly…
yesterday i was grateful for the dahlia festival in Wappingers Falls…
today i am looking forward to returning to my yoga practice…
yesterday i was grateful for an afternoon-evening of shopping, gathering and supporting fairground cafe with my lovely wife Holly…
today i am looking forward to finishing the weekend chores, the farmer’s market and fresh cut flowers… is it dahlia season yet?!…
yesterday i was grateful for the women who beautified me at Beauty Ritual Salon…
today i am looking forward to puttering around the house and a fund raiser at Happy Valley Arcade tonight…
five words that made my day… “your dress is so pretty”… delivered by a young woman passing by… nothing quite like the feeling of being appreciated for my fashion choices… it happens a lot… mostly women, but men too…
i have the sense that my willingness to be an anomaly on the street brings a smile to a lot of people’s faces… it coordinates with my feeling that one can quietly have positive impact on people and society… in subtle ways… just by being a positive presence…
i have gotten to know a young woman on Bainbridge Island, WA… her name is Ella… on my last day she gave me a card suggesting that we should become pen pals and that she hoped i would continue to be “unapologetically me”… i am sure that was an appreciation of my happy feminine presentation…
my mother, who claims she doesn’t understand my desire/need to present femininely, seems to enjoy having a more traditionally feminine presence in one of her children… “feminine mystique” is not my sister’s bag… it is my bag… mom and i shared fashion magazines and clothing catalogs… she wanted to get her nails done with me, but the salon i wanted to go to wasn’t open… i love this new relationship with my mother…
Heather Cox Richardson 09-03-25
Today President Donald J. Trump signed an executive order to rename the Department of Defense as the Department of War,
as Donald Trump was running for president i said that he would be an authoritarian and that he would get aggressive towards our north and south neighbors…
Heather Cox Richardson 09-03-25
after being stymied by the courts for its actions at home, the administration yesterday announced it had blown up a boat in international waters in the Caribbean with eleven people on it, alleging the boat was carrying illegal drugs to the United States from Venezuela.
and, it appears we are threatening military action against Venezuela…
Trump plays down possible regime change in Venezuela; US deploys stealth fighter jets | Reuters
The Trump administration has ordered the deployment of 10 F-35 fighter jets to a Puerto Rico airfield to conduct operations against drug cartels, sources told Reuters on Friday.
The new deployment comes on top of an already bristling U.S. military presence in the southern Caribbean as Trump carries out a campaign pledge to crack down on groups funneling drugs into the United States.
the planet spins… shit happens… life goes on, or doesn’t… as it does, i plan a day of domestic goddess activities… laundry, vacuuming, kitchen reorganization, errand running… i work on spreading my feminine joy… i have control over my feminine joy and its expression… i have lots of evidence it is helping people around me… be themselves… find their own joy… express it…
yesterday i was grateful for reuniting with Holly and the pack!…
today i look forward to returning to routines…
yesterday i was grateful for a ride to the airport from my brother…
today i am grateful for my safe arrival at Newark Liberty International Airport…
today i am looking forward to being back together with Holly, the dogs and the kitty…
yesterday i was grateful for the Chihuly Glass Gallery and Garden, and beers with my brother…
today i am looking forward to a family pizza dinner…
yesterday i was grateful for a trip with my sister and brother in law to visit my nephew and his wife and to see two of my sister’s architectural projects…
today i am looking forward to a quiet day of routine and a family dinner at my brother’s house…
August 30, 2025 - by Heather Cox Richardson
Historically, a system in which local economies support small businesses and entrepreneurs promotes a wide distribution of political power. In contrast, extractive industries support a system that concentrates wealth and power in the hands of a few individuals. The extractive systems in the pre–Civil War American South, where cotton concentrated power and wealth, and later in the American West, where mining, cattle, and agribusiness did the same, nurtured political systems in which a few men controlled their regions.
this is so important…
yesterday i was grateful for a well attended photo salon with lots of good work and dinner with my brother…
today i am looking forward to another beautiful day on Bainbridge Island…
yesterday i was grateful for s good meeting with the finance/investment committee of the cemetery and the good food of Madison House…
today i am looking forward to another beautiful day on Bainbridge Island and virtual photography salon…
yesterday i was grateful for perfect weather and the beauty of Bloedel Reserve…
today i am looking forward to the Seattle Art Museum and a visit to the Portland Leather store…