May 2008 Archives

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As the school year draws to a close, and desks are emptied, unexpected things come home. Not surprising that she had a pencil box in her desk, but I'd forgotten she had it.

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When strawberries begin to taste real, I know summer days will be here soon.

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At this time of year, we can sit outside after supper and watch the night settle in around us. Someone sees the first star. Someone else tells a story or pokes the fire. I notice the way the neighbor's pine tree shifts slowly from green to black.

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Middle School instrumental concert tonight, and since the musicians all needed to arrive half an hour early, the audience arrived early as well. Time to draw a microphone and part of the curtain before the music began.

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Two slices: left over from lunch, ignored at snacktime, likely to become part of breakfast.

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Rosa rugosa seems to have thorns which are harder to dodge than those on other roses. We were gardening today, and I should have put on gloves, but didn't.

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Went for a walk in the woods this afternoon. (Well, we started through the woods... wound up at a convenience store on Main Street and tested their espresso - not bad - then headed back through the woods again to the house where we read the Sunday papers.)

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We're visiting family in Clarion, Pennsylvania. Went for a walk this afternoon, and this was one of the views.

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Just by starting a drawing in a different place, I can change my whole feeling while making it - the shape becomes new again.

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The Rosa rugosa in front of the house has begun blooming - a heady scent.

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The low-sodium kind. If you close your eyes, it tastes like a more expensive cracker.

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A friend encouraged me to cut branches from the rhododendron growing in her front yard - so on the way home, we did. At this time of year, the city is filled with blossoms, yet we are still turning on the furnace at night.

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I think this one came into our house as a party favor.

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Sometimes an apple is the snack you wanted, after all.

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Clearly our lawn needs mowing - or more locally, "needs mowed." But I love the look of dandelions gone to seed in the spring, thinking of all the unwished wishes...

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Possibly a companion to the blue leg of a couple of weeks ago.

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Sweet and sour, a taste to make me think of warmer days.

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Paper on the table. A very temporary and accidentally beautiful object.

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Left on the sofa by a sleepy child. (Her second favorite animal.)

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Made felted slippers - cozy for early May.

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Homemade fruit drink: dark and sweet and intensely flavored. Frozen black raspberries blended with seltzer. Each sip anticipates summer.

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We were out of the house for most of the day. (And now I'm sleepy.)

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Drawing an apple and then painting it. Listening to rain. Thinking about repetition.

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Yesterday's melon - sweet watery quench, crunch - after supper.

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A day of overlapping small technical difficulties at work. Eventually each problem got resolved, but by the end of the day I felt nibbled and fractious and unable to concentrate.
What helped? Walking home. Stopping at the grocery store and buying a seedless watermelon. Fixing and eating a healthy supper. Talking. Listening. Drawing. Knowing that I'll sleep tonight to the sound of spring rain on leaves,

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Stayed up late to watch primary returns, then drew my fountain pen.

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We got some colored woolen fleece over the weekend, and have been playing with felt-making.
We learned
how to make beads, and then night before last I made this bowl. (Router trouble last night - sorry about the late post.)

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So much is coming into leaf so quickly now. I notice buds on the Rosa rugosa this afternoon, while I am sitting on the front steps with the Sunday paper. The stone base of a porch column is warm against my back. A neighbor stops by for a moment, and then she goes back inside to watch the end of the hockey game. Children play baseball and then soccer in our back yards, before - and after - supper, even though it is a school night.

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I don't think about the fragrance of limes until I have a bag or bowl full of them on the counter. (Went grocery shopping late this afternoon.)

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Thanks for your patience, and for letting me know that comment registration emails weren't coming through. I think I've figured out what I needed to reset in my blogging software - and the registration process should now work. (Fingers crossed.)

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In the past week, three in the household went to the dentist for checkups. Now we have clean teeth, and around the house are various small tubes of toothpaste.

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Home later than usual this evening and just wanted quiet conversation, the morning's paper, and then to read online for a while. So that was what I did. Simple supper: cheese, crackers, and a glass of wine.

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