Colleen Crooks

Just Sayin’ great game!🌰
And…..Happy Birthday Brutus!🎈
#ohiostate #buckeyes

One of my favorites. ☺️

One of my favorites.☺️

One Halloween I dressed up as the GOP's Healthcare plan.

I never made it out of the House.

Let’s GO Buckeyes!!!🌰🌰🌰
#ohiostate #buckeyes

> @newyorker.com

All Democrats want is to lower health care costs for Americans. Republicans in Congress won’t even come to the table.

How out of touch are they that they can't see we are in a health care crisis?

Tea time 🫖
Completed
#jigsaw #puzzle

Incredible photograph from New Orleans' No Kings rally which will be in the morning paper here.

Doesn't look like a "Hate America rally" to me.

Still really sad about the Phillies loss.

Let’s GO Buckeyes! 🌰🏈🌰
#collegefootball #ohiostate
#buckeyes

I feel sick!
#baseball #phillies

Come on, Phillies. You're supposed to win this game in a timely manner so that all of those Dodgers fans have to leave the stadium during peak traffic hour.

Let’s go Phillies! ⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️
#baseball #phillies

Phillies lineup, 10/9 at LAD. 6:08pm EDT game time on TBS/94WIP. Turner 6 Schwarber DH Harper 3 Bohm 5 Marsh 8 Realmuto 2 Kepler 7 Castellanos 9 Stott 4 Sánchez LHP

Game 4

#RedOctober

Let’s go Phillies!⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️
#baseball #phillies

Congrats Buckeyes! 🌰🌰🌰
#ohiostate #buckeyes

My coffee finally kicked in and I realized it’s September 21st. Perfect time for “September.”

I love the line, fall chases summer.

Photo of a silver dog by a lake and haiku by Melissa H. Mwai. One September day, / fall chases summer / like a puppy.

I met this lovely silver lab pup named Miko. I knew she’d inspire photos & poetry. 💜 #haikusaturday #haiku #doglover #dogs

• Wendell Berry •

9/16/25
3 squared
4 squared
5 squared
3,4,5

3 squared + 4 squared = 5 squared

#math

Yes, I listen to NPR and there was a segment explaining today’s special date. I’m really not a math person. 😂

A poem in black text against a white background. The poem: And Now It's September By Barbara Crooker and the garden diminishes: cucumber leaves rumpled and rusty, zucchini felled by borers, tomatoes sparse on the vines. But out in the perennial beds, there's one last blast of color: ignitions of goldenrod, flamboyant asters, spiraling mums, all those flashy spikes waving in the wind, conducting summer's final notes. The ornamental grasses have gone to seed, haloed in the last light. Nights grow chilly, but the days are still warm; I wear the sun like a shawl on my neck and arms. Hundreds of blackbirds ribbon in, settle in the trees, so many black leaves, then, just as suddenly, they're gone. This is autumn's great Departure Gate, and everyone, boarding passes in hand, waits patiently in a long, long line.

First time seeing this - the line “I wear the sun like a shawl on my neck
and arms.” is sublime.

"Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does."
~ William James

Looks yummy! #comfortfood

I can see our thirteen year old Golden in your story. 💛

I can see our thirteen year old Golden in this story. 💛

Moving, depressing words from Justice Sotomayor this morning: “We should not have to live in a country where the Government can seize anyone who looks Latino, speaks Spanish, & appears to work a low wage job. Rather than stand idly by while our constitutional freedoms are lost, I dissent."