Chillin.
Monday, March 25, 2013
March 3, 2013
Finding my favorite book, which I got at a used store, is signed by the author.
(Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Ray Bradbury)
Sunday, March 10, 2013
February Collage of Moments
Retro hotel signs
Finding a book I read as a child and being flooded with memories as I look at the pictures.
Staying in pajamas all day and playing trains
Our chickens
Not wanting a novel to end, and then remembering it is the second book in a trilogy
Formations in the ice
Dancing because you love life
Playing in the mud
Real men and women who felt
Making a mess
A strong, capable body
New possibilities
French chocolate
Crowded, used bookstores
Friends who make you laugh so hard you snort
Retro baby blue
The art of the everyday
The power of transformation
Carving
Letting go of fears
Finding balance
Creating art, just to create art
Garden salsa on a cold winter's day
Ice crystals shining on trees in the morning
Growing out my hair long enough to have a bun
Bright blue skies
Finding the karmic teacher you were supposed to find.
Knowing what I will look like in 30 years, and again in 60 years.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
February 20, 2013
Letting go of fears.
(By expressing them on paper airplanes and letting them fly away)
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
February 5, 2013
Not wanting a novel to end, and then remembering it is the second book in a trilogy.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Saturday, February 2, 2013
February 2, 2013
Finding a book I read as a child and being flooded with memories as I look at the pictures.
Friday, February 1, 2013
January Collage of Moments
The moments of January.
Spunky nieces.
Family roadtrips.
Having firm boundaries...and then crossing them.
A speedy recovery.
Being home.
Taking a deep breath.
Skiing right out my back door.
The warmth of a purring cat at my feet.
The power of a poem to put everything into perspective.
The sound of skis gliding through snow.
Teenagers reminding me how fun it is to be silly.
The warmth and sustainability of a woodburning stove.
A surprise visit for a former student, now in college.
The love of my life, born thirty-six years ago.
The freedom of finishing college applications.
A steaming cup of coffee on a cold winter's day.
My brother.
Seeing the reflection of the heights in the present moment.
All day ski dates with my sweetie.
Finding gnomes in unexpected places.
People who dedicate their lives to peace.
The calm silence that painting can bring.
Stripes.
Right this minute now.
The first morning light painting the sky.
The perfect beauty of mathematics.
My classroom.
The power of prayer flags.
Waking up slowly and feeling the softness of the bed around me.
A true friend.
Being a Mama.
The perfect beauty of mathematics.
My classroom.
The power of prayer flags.
Waking up slowly and feeling the softness of the bed around me.
A true friend.
Being a Mama.
The perfect beauty of mathematics.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
January 24, 2013
"Right this minute now"
(This picture was taken when my 5-year-old said, "Mama, take a picture of me so you can remember right this minute now.")
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
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