Month: July 2006

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    Because I Cannot Help Myself


     


     


     


     


     


     


      


     


     


    Good Dogs.


     


     

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    Today


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     we had company


     


     


    And there was dancing


     


     


     


    A wedding was held in the yard


     


     


     


    followed by more dancing and general merriment


     


    some of us would rather kiss frogs than marry


     


    but you never know…


     


    “Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile,


    but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”


    Thich Nhat Hanh


     


    I hope your day was joyful.


     



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    A Boy, A Tree and A Frog


     


     


     


     



     

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    Self Portrait Challenge


    SPC!

     

    Self Portrait as:

     

    A Naked Bookseller

        


    Yes, that’s me.


    (I can feel my subscribers just slipping away as I post this…)



     


     

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    Portfolio Photo Shoot #2


    (posted protected with permission)


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    This is one amazing child.


     


     


     


       


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     

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    Giddiness, Book Sales


    & Gardening


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    I went to a book sale yesterday, it was a 2 hour drive and so I was treated to 4 blessed hours of  time alone in the car, music blasting and brain cranking.


     I thought about things.


    I listened to the Bay City Rollers sing “Saturday Night” and remembered my older sister buying the 45 and playing it over and over.  She would lay on her bed and look up at her BCR posters on the ceiling and I would torment her by saying “you looooove LEZ, you love LEZ” (his name was Les but I mispronounced it once and she had such a hissy fit that I had to keep saying it in order to make her brain pop.


     Making my sister’s eyes bulge in irritation really pleased me when I was young.


     


      As I drove along, I thought about the air filling my lungs and the goodness there is in that.  I thought about the sandy hills and the rough blueberry bushes growing there and the bears deep in the green forest. 


     


    I spent some time waiting in line for the book sale (I often do).  I thought about the hairy-ness of some men’s legs and the lack of hair on others.  I hummed little tunes to myself,  smelled some Lily of the Valley blooming nearby, read some Captain Underpants (it was all I had in the car) and ate 37 tic-tacs.


     


    During the book sale I thought about books for 2 entire hours.  This, I love.  I bought about 250 of them and was pleased with the day’s haul. I have books to sell and read and consider and stash away like small gifts to myself.


     


        I drove home thinking about wilderness and small, small towns and the summer’s passing and the flash of red as the sun sets and the occaisional numbness I still get on my right side.  I thought about bills and things I want to write and how I always end up writing things like this instead because I need to empty my brain.  I thought about painting and photography and things that feed my spirit and I thought about the ways in which it hurts, too. 


     It hurts because I am opening up and this is not always easy.


     


    I think about these things in such rapid succession as my brain tries to make up for being so fully occupied the rest of the time.


    I rarely have time to think and my brain has some catching up to do.


    I am learning.


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    Gardening is good; sometimes I am alone and can think my very own thoughts.


      


     


     


     


    This is not to say I lack for good company,


    I have the very, very best.


     


     


     


    It’s about balance


      


     


    All of it.


     

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    More Pretties


    (because I cannot help myself)


     


     


     


     


     


    nighty night.


     


     

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    A Dreamy Day For My


    Little Day Dreamer


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


    “When you possess light within, you see it externally.”


    ~Anaïs Nin


     


     

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    We Had A Visitor Today


    (and other stuff)


    The visitor


     


    A Painted Turtle


     




    • The other stuff:



    • The meter person came two days ago and flew up our driveway like a madman, driving over Jesse’s scooter in the process.  I spent part of my afternoon on the phone to the claims dept (not because I am cheap but because people should not drive like that in other people’s driveways)

     




    • I have had pictures printed and am putting together the beginnings of my portfolio; I tingle with the potential!

     




    • my foster sister has been here for the past four days and lovvvves to watch the kids; we even slept  “in” (1st time in 7 years) until 9:00 AM and then ate breakfast together like grown-ups!!!! This was very nice.

     




    • I am working on this:    (phase 2, but not finished)

    It says, “Truth, Hope, Love”


     


     



    • We are eating peas and chard and lettuce and herbs and radishes from the garden.  Zucchini and summer squash and green beans are only days away!  I think our melons are dead, though. Wahhh

     



    • I “found” my exchange student “sisters” through a google search and exchanged e-mails.  (Hi, Thais& Lais!!!) We have not been in touch for nearly 20 years and this thrills me to no end! Wahoo!

     



    • We are camping out on the living room floor tonight, complete with board games and snacks and pillow fights and flashlights.  Should be good. You coming over?!I will have beer & wine. (and ice cream and chocolate, of course!)

     



    • Roo has had swelling in her Lymph nodes and we were relieved to find out today that it is a result of her many, many bug bites. Whew.

     


    Sooo, when are you


    coming over?



     


     


     


     


     

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    Self Portrait Challenge


     


    SPC!

     

    “Self As___”

     

    Self As Mermaid

     

     

     

     

    I am learning to slow down,

     

    it is harder than it looks.