Lotus blossom and seed-pod
Analysis, Memories, Observations, People, Reflection

Bog Flowers, Nut Armor, and the Paradox of Precocity

Seeds germinated. Burial makes life possible two-thousand years later: bogged-resurrection, the wait that moves life forward. Ending and beginning are impossible as opposites before they have fused together in one moment. Something is dissolving in me: let me set the scene... My dearest is a botany teacher; I will call her Apricot from now on.… Continue reading Bog Flowers, Nut Armor, and the Paradox of Precocity

The Aukstronaut considers prickly-pear...
Analysis, Memories, Observations, Reflection

[A post to “Sibling Share”, copied & pasted]

Since I am having trouble opening-up, let alone writing eloquently, I decided to complain to my sister (the almost-librarian): There isn't much doubt that I have been fretful about my career since I was fifteen or sixteen, back when I could not decide if I wanted to be a biologist or a musician. Many people… Continue reading [A post to “Sibling Share”, copied & pasted]