Wednesday, October 30, 2013

every once in awhile. . .

messengers from the vast beyond bring me conflicting revelations.



Thursday, October 3, 2013

do you remember

While looking through pictures today I stumbled across this:


Oh darling mother, do you remember all the times we have spent at Powell Gardens?  I can remember clearly your mad darting from flower to bug to statue as you frantically tried to see everything.  I recall all the giggling too as we talked about all the things that were only important to us.  But I also remember how quiet and calm those days were, with only the sound of the wind jostling our conversation.


Tuesday, October 1, 2013

flowers

A few flower pictures for you:

I took this one while hiking a nearby neighborhood with my mother.

The Balloon Plant:


And did I mention that Robert and I went to Salt Lake City a few weeks ago?  While we were there we hiked to an abandoned mine in a tiny storm.  It was magical.  These next two flowers were from that hike.

Columbine:


What I believe is a bit of coneflower:


Tuesday, September 24, 2013

gifts

recent gifts I received while riding my bike:

* (a Saturday): the heron was hanging out in a different spot this morning - in the creek beneath the bridge.  He was so close I could see him swallowing, or perhaps I saw the fish moving inside his throat.

* (a Thursday): I saw the heron in the new spot again this morning.  Also, I spotted a perfectly wrapped and untouched burger from McDonalds lying on the sidewalk.  Even the sticker hadn't been touched.  Three McDonalds were close by, sure, but all were at least a mile away.  What a bizarre little piece of art!

* (a Friday): I spotted a leaf that looked exactly like a smug toad.

* And finally, yesterday as I took off it occurred to me for the first time since last winter that I desperately needed my fleece headband.  The air had a chill to it that was pushy and sharp.  Turns out that the day before yesterday was the first day of fall.  Simply magical!

Sunday, September 1, 2013

elsewhere

Found in a library book:


A picture of a quote that turned out to be more than just a quote.


Sunday, August 18, 2013

just mere inches

It was only 7 AM, but I was having an off day.  I jumped on my bike and my legs immediately started cramping and balking.

After changing in the tight bathroom of a fast food restaurant my clothes refused to do anything but cling to me in all the wrong ways.  My poor quadriceps felt like they were being attacked by my jeans.  Somehow in the process of trying to stretch the pants to accommodate my aching muscles I managed to knock my pack on the floor.  And of course it was open.  Mascara and perfume and journals and books went flying everywhere.  I spent the next several minutes wiping everything off with my expensive face wipes because I had nothing else.

I was in a very grumpy whiny mood.  I ate a little breakfast before hopping on my bike for the last little jaunt to work, and as I growled with clenched teeth and hands and heart a falcon came from behind and flew just mere inches above my head.  And as he flew away he took the bad morning with him, leaving only the rasping thuwp thuwp sound of his wings.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

doggie day at the pool

Fall is almost here.  Time for cool air, soft rains and windows open wide.

Just recently we went to doggie day at the pool.  There are a few pools around here that let dogs have a little fun before they are drained and covered.  Rose spent most of the time meditating in the kiddie pool.  

Meanwhile, Ella and Robert played ball in the serious pool.  The local paper took this lovely shot of my thug muffin, aka Ella.   


Sunday, August 11, 2013

sunrise


A sunrise from a few days ago


Wednesday, July 31, 2013

a gregarious pandemonium of parrots

This morning, while taking a stroll with Ella and Rose, I saw two kiddos, probably 4 and 2 years old.  I said good morning.  The older girl replied with a good morning, and the younger girl, who was standing behind her sister, pulled the pacifier out of her mouth and said HI while waving enthusiastically.

It took every bit of my small reserve of stoicism (which closely compares to that of a gregarious pandemonium of parrots) to very calmly say hi followed by a slightly exuberant wave.

I am completely aware that my eagerness and enthusiasm has the tendency to scare the peewaddins out of cats and children, but today I overcame that enthusiasm.  Well, at least until I turned the corner.  Then I did a little dance because they were just so STINKIN' CUTE, and they said good morning to me.

Towards the end of our walk I noticed several kids in funny hats setting up a table in front of a house.  LEMONADE!  Then the strangest thing happened.  The parents brought out a giant stack of white boxes and placed them on the table.  Huh?  That's when I noticed what the hats said.

Krispy Kremes.

The kids were setting up a Krispy Kreme stand.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

but I don't blame them

A little James Blake for you

I Never  Learnt To Share