Of lint and toothpicks

My stuff is in the dryers. In order to make the dryers work as well as they can, one always has to clean out the lint from the baskets in the front of the machines. I think I could start a felt factory based on the lint basket leavings of my building alone; heck, my own laundry alone. Anyway, as I was cleaning out one of them I found toothpicks in with the fuzzy stuff. Hence today’s title. Here is a whitter from before I dealt with the dryers (if my internet connection holds; it’s taking me in and out, on and off, every few minutes, but what the hey, I’ll give it a shot). Then I will be physically forced to go to the Seaport with M and N for ice cream. Oh the sacrifices a mother must make!

Going on again

Freed now
through the auspices of strangers
I smile at the beneficence encountered
glad to see more good wishes flowing

I wave
turn on my heel and head into the sunrise
follow the beckoning completely
because it awaits my full attention
my awful joy

This is standing at the crest
a long climb but oh the view
the vistas opened in coming to this place
and going on is pure joy
even in the times of walking alone

Does my destiny know my choice
shall I whisper of my coming
or let the journey tell its own tale
sing its madrigal of plenitude

Another lovely whitter sweet poet 🙂 Hugs

“Does my destiny know my choice…” Goodness, that’s a thought that seems pervasive in the diaries I’ve read this morning. Mercury retro will be over soon, and computers will be back in balance. I hope you’re able to stay connected!

Zenith

January 4, 2004

I wonder how toothpicks got in the dryer lint.. I never have anything interesting like that in my dryer lint!! Boohoo.. Just boring old grey fluff! It is just no fun at my place!

That is a really good poem. I love it! Keep writing because you are a great. Your diary is cute! I love the background. take care, Casey

Gilraen Tinehtele

i was wondering where you were going with the title 🙂 have some i scream for me 🙂

Sing girlfriend!!! Sing!!!!

DragonKat

LOL Zay was in the kitchen when my dryer stopped and & came running out into the living room saying “sorry mommy I broke the (something I couldn’t make out) machine” over & over.. it actually sounded like he was saying apple machine but it was just the dryer turning off.

i think i want to let my journey tell its own tale. *smiles* ice cream with your children? *big big smiles* how special is that!

Starr418

it is krazy all the lint that is on our clothes

Yum ice cream : ) Keep going with your goings on, Oh Whittering One. Nice. Hugs

Yay for iscream! 😀 *hugs* -Colette

XistDense

I’ll donate my dryer lint to your cause, but am fresh out of toothpicks. Heh. May there be many joyful vistas for you in 2004!

Lint and toothpicks beats crayons and gum. Yep. Nice whitter, my whittering friend.

Armiel

January 5, 2004

What about lint in belly buttons? 🙂

songbird

Lovely whitter; a hint of something yet to be? Smiled at the thought of toothpicks in the dryer lint. Wonder what else one might find there. Hugs

Blatant Bravado

i wanna make a lint teddy bear!

glitter & wings.

…does my destiny know my choice… i wonder this often as well. love,

Torin

January 6, 2004

My daughter’s b/f works in the molding plant (as in crown moldings, etc.) and I often find sawdust, splinters, et cetera and so forth in my lint thingy. With a shrug…

Speaking of lint. In a community setting where one must share the washer and dryer with others. I feel I’m the only one who remembers to empty the lint basket. It’s always thick and overflowing when I stumble in to final do the laundry because I notice my closet is bare of clean items. If anyone needs a large supply of multicolored lint feel free to come by and gather it up. LOL