About Me~, Poetry, Writing

Snow Days~

It’ s been so many days since I have  written here! I am seriously far behind! Things have been somewhat crazy here, we’ve had ice, snow, sleet, rain, and even more snow and ice for the last three weeks.  Very unusual weather for here in Arkansas , going on into the Spring season.  I am so ready for something warmer than frozen!  How about you guys? Are you all having a lot of winter precipitation ? Do you enjoy it? Or are you a sunshine, warmth and  flowers person?


On another note, I’ve had random snippets of poetry floating around in my head for a couple of months now. Bits of verse that are hovering around an idea trying to decide if they are going to coalesce or not.  Seeing all this weather just makes me feel slightly melancholy, and fills me with the urge to  somehow spin my colder thoughts into webs to keep me warm, if only for a little while.  So I just thought I’d share a completely out of the blue piece with you.  Hope you like it!

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I am trying to get back in the groove of writing every day, and hope my health holds to let me practice every single day again.  I hope today finds you all very blessed, whatever weather has come your way.  Thinking of you all , and am so glad I got to check back in with my favorite peeps! Here’s to spring and hoping that we get that much needed sunshine soon!


original art by Ruby Jeanette Woods

Aromas, San Benito Co., CA; 18 Sep 2008; ~3cm wingspan.

all rights reserved 

Copyright 2015 

About Me~, Writing

Heart Attack on Legs~

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Spiders are freaky. I mean , they’re interesting, yes, from behind glass, heh. 😉  My boys had two of them for pets ,  Mexican tarantulas, that they captured themselves.  Here, in Arkansas , in the fall they go looking for mates and travel across the roads where they are quite easy to spot. If you are an adventurous boy, catching one ( or two) in a Mason jar is something of a rite of passage.  You keep them in an aquarium which can be really beautiful , with plants , other foliage and limbs, where you feed them live crickets.  I didn’t mind all that.  But here’s the thing, also here in Arkansas we have lots of other species of spiders, MANY of which make it into our homes on a regular basis, and yes, two of them ARE the famous Latrodectus mactans and Loxosceles reclusa. (Oh yes, the black widow and the brown recluse.) Check out this picture here, P6104719_wolf_spider_top_sm

This lovely eight-legged freak is called a Wolf Spider. They like to come indoors when it starts to get cold. Last week it had rained for about four days straight and was unseasonably warm for the end of the year. Then suddenly it was winter again.  I was sleeping quite nicely when I was rudely awakened by the sensation of what I was “dreaming”  was something furry crawling down my cheek.  Now I’m EXTREMELY paranoid about moving objects in my bed, and I’m a ultra-light sleeper, so I jolted awake, flinging “whateveritwasthatwasslinkingdownmyface”  as far as I could across the room.  Turns out , it was a wolf spider.   ACTUALLY sized about as large as the one in the photo, legs and all.  I near to died.  Needless to say, this experience did not do my tachycardic heart condition any good, crazy thing took several years off my life, I swear. I’m wondering if putting up a tiny little rope up around my bed will work for spiders like it’s supposed to do for snakes? LOL  😀

Poetry, Uncategorized

Love in the Time of Winter~

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Love in the Time of Winter~

In an icen forest ,
inside a crystal grave,
beneath the ancient snowy trees,
a tiny fairy lays.
In frosted air above her,
brushing wings with glassine leaves,
snowflakes dust the branches,
as all faerie-kind does grieve.
For a summer fae was never meant
in wintertime to bide,
the northern King,thought love would be,
enough to warm his bride.
But the King’s brother did wish her heart to claim,
and when she did not turn,
he poisoned her with holly,
and left her with frost burn.
But justice is not lacking,
for the evil deed was seen,
a sprite was in the window,
but could not save the Queen.
The King’s brother we see frozen,
hung now from diamond thread,
he thought to win the Queen her love,
but now has lost his head.
So now forever sits the King ,
in the winter land of Fae,
to never love another ,
from the land of Summer’s Day.

About Me~, Poetry

Arrival and Inspiration~

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This is a poem I wrote today after seeing some birds outside my window. I got to thinking about how optimistic they are in the face of how the weather still is outside today. It is beautiful here today, but still chillingly cold. The sun was out, but the wind was biting. The birds , however just looked so very happy to be out in the gorgeous redbud tree. The buds of the tree themselves were totally unfazed. Just brightly purple ,contrasted nicely with the red of the birds, who seemed so contented to just see spring finally arriving after the winter of snow and ice, that it was hard to fault their joy. It was beautiful to watch them enjoy the sunshine, and eating the seeds that they were finding. I was almost envious of their joy. It was very inspiring. Just a little something I wanted to share with you . Something that caught my attention today. Hope this finds you feeling creative , or inspired by something, that maybe you haven’t really noticed before in your life, or that maybe you have, but noticed it in a new way. ~ Ruby Jeanette

About Me~

Empty~

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You know , it’s coming round spring again. Or it’s trying to. The weather here in Arkansas can never seem to make up its mind this time of year. You know how it goes. Thirty degrees one day and seventy the next. Cold and grey, gloomy and wet. The wind seems to suck up any hope of anything new and fresh that dares to stick its head above ground. Sometimes that’s the way lupus makes me feel. My mind tries so very , very hard to stay positive, you know? Every day I wake up in a genuinely good mood. I really do. I am a seriously positive person. Ask anyone who knows me. That’s not bragging. It’s who I am. I was born that way. I don’t have a problem seeing the glass as half full. But , the problem is, that with lupus, you have two holes in the bottom of your glass. Constant pain, and mind -blowing fatigue. So no matter how hard you work to keep the glass full , it is constantly running empty. Empty. EMPTY. You’re tired. You’re running to the faucet. You’re filling your bucket. Dump it in the glass. Smile. The glass is full for a little while longer. But , only for a little while. Run. Run. RUN!! Empty again. Empty. empty. empty. smile. pick it up. pickituppickituppickitup……….that’s lupus. Then people begin to wonder. About why you feel stuck in between winter and spring. In that place between blue and grey. They haven’t been there , so they don’t see….. because they don’t have two holes in their glass…..they are only worried about the color, the color of their glass, the size of their glass, the shape of their glass, how much their glass cost…they just don’t see how much it cost me every day to keep my glass even halfway full…