When I was child, I never had a clue what I wanted to be when I grew up. I assume various adults asked me the question, but I don't remember the asking, and I certainly don't remember my answers. I wanted to read, and play with animals, and sing songs. For awhile, when I was… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ My work
Almost every week, this photo project puts a song in my head. This week's song is one that parents with children of a certain age will remember from the movie "Ice Age," which we watched approximately seven billion times when H was small. And which we all loved. And laughed at, especially when Scrat got… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ On my way
Once More, the Round What's greater, Pebble or Pond? What can be known? The Unknown. My true self runs toward a Hill More! O More! visible. Now I adore my life With the Bird, the abiding Leaf, With the Fish, the questing Snail, And the Eye altering All; And I dance with William Blake For… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ Round
Fermenting cider + NPR + crackling fire + snoring dog = my morning soundtrack.
It's funny to perch on this spot on the planet and imagine that there are other people on their own perches doing whatever they're doing at this particular moment. How often we're oblivious of each other, busy in our own circles. Which is one of many reasons why the internet can be so darn fun.… Continue reading Silly, sweet virtual world
28 weeks in to this photo project and this is the first one that really stumped me. This has not been a celebratory week. Things are breaking left and right. Bones, feelings, electronic gadgets, automobiles. I went marching out today with dog and camera, daring the world to show me something to celebrate. Then, of… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ Celebration
The observant will note that I'm not participating in NaBloPoMo this year. I'm doing this for your sake as much as mine. Really, who wants to read (again) my whines about how much I hate November? Enough of that! Instead, I plan to honor my rocky relationship with November by writing here just as I… Continue reading One foot in front of the other
Tonga. It's a land of complete mystery to me. All I knew before the My Kitchen My World group selected it as our next culinary destination was that it's Polynesian. An archipelago of tropical islands sprinkled out somewhere in the vicinity of Fiji (about which I know very little as well, though it features in… Continue reading Tongan coconut quick bread