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9 May 20269 May 2026 Neil E. Das

Photos – Trees Around the Homestead, a Doggo, & Brick Patio Build

28 Apr 2026 Neil E. Das

Photos – Climbing Roses – No Trellis, No Problem

20 Apr 2026 Neil E. Das

Movie Review – Lars and the Real Girl – A Communal Response Review

11 Mar 2026 Neil E. Das

Housekeeping – das Haus, Other Writing & Pied Beauty Photography

a image of a pink magnolia tree in front of a house with a haiku that reads heedless of late frosts the brave magnolias bloom their hearts on their sleeves
11 Mar 202611 Mar 2026 Neil E. Das

Haiku/Miniessay – “heedless of late frosts”

18 Feb 2018 Neil E. Das

Queen Magnolia in a Wet Snow – West End – St. Louis, Missouri

7 Feb 2018 Neil E. Das

Queen Magnolia Waits for Spring – West End, St. Louis, Missouri

18 Mar 201718 Mar 2017 Neil E. Das

Ephemeral Spring II

18 Mar 2017 Neil E. Das

Ephemeral Spring – Before the Magnolias Withered and Died, This Spring of 2017

15 Jan 201715 Jan 2017 Neil E. Das

The Storm and What Came of It – Winter Storm Jupiter on Saturday Morning – St. Louis, Missouri

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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