Susan Patterson at Molalla, Oregon Apple Festival Grown in a Secluded Garden of Life
I didn’t visit her before she died,
This friend of my mother who
Knew more of her than I.
Florence was her name.
I didn’t take time for the truth.
I didn’t take time to find out that
Which I would want to know later.
Then, I was young and too busy
Making my own truth,
Doing things that were the
Genesis of my own secrets.
Secrets that people have
Are like fruit on the vine,
Some intoxicating and addictive,
Others, sweet and safe.
Whether Mother’s secrets were
Poison or sustaining,
They were personal.
And they belonged to her,
Not me.
The fruits of her spirit and
The fruits of her labor
Are what I know
And for us here,
That’s enough.
Susan Patterson
7-2013
I didn’t visit her before she died,
This friend of my mother who
Knew more of her than I.
Florence was her name.
I didn’t take time for the truth.
I didn’t take time to find out that
Which I would want to know later.
Then, I was young and too busy
Making my own truth,
Doing things that were the
Genesis of my own secrets.
Secrets that people have
Are like fruit on the vine,
Some intoxicating and addictive,
Others, sweet and safe.
Whether Mother’s secrets were
Poison or sustaining,
They were personal.
And they belonged to her,
Not me.
The fruits of her spirit and
The fruits of her labor
Are what I know
And for us here,
That’s enough.
Susan Patterson
7-2013
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Discussion-
Throughout our lives we all do things that are, let us say at the least, questionable or embarrassing. To add to that discomfort, it is now common in our society to publicly share that which is personal and private about ourselves or others.
We discuss and debate on television, over dinner and in the classroom. We read about others' pain and humiliation in books and in newspapers. It is, I think, a cultural addiction. Not that most of us have heinous secrets, we do not. But there are times when personal privacy is called for, and most likely, that is most of the time. skp
We discuss and debate on television, over dinner and in the classroom. We read about others' pain and humiliation in books and in newspapers. It is, I think, a cultural addiction. Not that most of us have heinous secrets, we do not. But there are times when personal privacy is called for, and most likely, that is most of the time. skp
The Twee of Kittens and Tea
 As he grows up, you know this little guy is going to be trouble in the making. The “A” List Kittens are your very best guests for tea. They won’t require Albert’s china. When serving milk and savories A chipped saucer will do just fine. They will sit quietly and enjoy Your company And never say “So tell me, Dear, What is it exactly that you do?” Kittens are cute, Generally quiet and mostly free. Could there ever be A better invitee for tea? Susan Patterson 08-03 | I know, trust me, I know. The whole thing might be too much. Forgive me, those of you who find this insulting. But every now and then we need a tiny bit more sweetness. skp  With five orange kitties at our house, this could easily be the Patterson's situation. It is not. |
▶Summer is you, me and brandied tea at twilight. Earlene Grey
Wouldn't this be the perfect view from a front porch?
See you later alligator! skp
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