My blissful blue sky day took a turn for the gray and gloomy.
At lunchtime my husband told me there us an inch of snow in the forecast.
Mid morning it was in the 40’s and I was so warm while walking the dog in the sunshine I took my coat off.
Crazy Illinois weather.
My daffodils, the ones planted in a protected spot, are coming up.
I so hope they don’t get nipped by frost, ice or snow in the months ahead.
P.S. Yes, the water tower reads, “Town of Normal”.
P.S.S. I didn’t let the grayscale sky color get me down because I savored the blue while it was brightest and lifted my face to the sun while it shone.

as morning comes
the sky brightens
it’s been a few days
since we’ve seen
a glow on the horizon
with a hint
of the morning sun
oh, how I hope
that today will be
a blue sky day
to feel the warmth
of the winter’s sun
on my face
and drink in the beauty
of varying shades of blue
across the heaven
perhaps with wisps
of white clouds
if we’re lucky
the day is filled
with promise
as morning comes

1. Q: The meaning behind your Tumblr name.

A: The easy answer is that it’s the same as my blog name at My Opera. At the time I chose it, in late March of last year, it felt sort of random, l started blogging on a whim. I chose it because Turquoise is my favorite color, along with peacock blue, teal and other shades of blue-green, and my thoughts and stories sometimes get all tangled up, like my hair after I towel dry it. I took some photographs of myself with tangled up towel dried hair, but I decided not to use them as an avatar, as it dawned on me there were more layers to the name, “Turquoise Tangles”, than I first realized.

it was a Zebra Socks kind of day here
kind of wild at times, though not exotic
I was thankful for their warmth
in the melting snow drizzle
their whimsy made me grin
as I moved about the house
in my zebra stockinged feet
and remembered
the zebra skin
yes, from A Real Zebra
that hung on the wall
next to my bed
during my teen years
brought home from Africa
during my aunt’s Peace Corps years
all that, from a pair of socks
fashioned from black and white fibers
I’m sleepin’ in them too
it’s time for Zebra Dreams
goodnight

my sweet husband surprised me with flowers today
for no reason other than, “We haven’t had any flowers for awhile.”
our oldest son helped pick them out
making them even more special
they are in water now
dressing up the edge of the kitchen sink
which is empty of dirty dishes I’ll have you know
it’s been a nice day here
a good day
a family day
filled with a whole lot of normal
we needed that
this was a no chemo week
the calm before the storm
of nausea,
weakness,
fatigue,
and cold sensitivity
hardest on the flower buying man who endures it
not easy for the rest of us either
we hurt when he hurts
we want to make it better
we all just have to go through it though
to get to the other side
the side with no more cancer
for that is the hope
to get it all
for the cancer to never return
for him to be cured
that day will come
I am sure of it
until then we’re living and loving
one day at a time
and today is extra special
because he bought me flowers
and yes, I’m still smiling

a Mississippi morning dawns

with a whisper of sounds

from the river road

a crowing rooster

and the warm colors

of the sunrise

from deep orange

to a whisper of pink

still showing 

along the horizon

I stand in the old pasture

rolling terrain

reaching from atop the bluff

to the mighty river below

how I love this very spot

and the people who reside

on this rocky hill

and the glow

of the January sun

on my face

as I visit my grandfather

and parents

my cousins too

at Evergreen Heights

in southern Illinois

my heart home