“we are listening through the longest night we imagine, which dawns between the life and time of stars.” ~ exerpt from We Are Listening by Diane Ackerman Read or listen to this beautiful poem here. Sculpture by Enrique Alferez in the New Orleans Botanical Garden, April 2017 Continue reading Listening
Cool mist on my face I walk without umbrella to feel nature’s breath *** Continue reading NaPoWriMo 23/30: April
When I saw you working in the garden, how tenderly you handled the newly-sprouted plants, the attention you gave to the soil mix, your practiced eye navigating the perfect spot for planting, I knew you were a man mindful of life’s small but necessary details. I knew you were someone with whom I wanted to spend my millions of moments. *** Continue reading Napowrimo 22/30: A Gardening Man
Park Avenue Holding the photo I feel a piece of me transported back to that place, that day. The soft grey and white of an overcast sky, the growl and clang of the street, people hurrying to wherever they’re going, every color of the rainbow in a steady stream of aliveness. The smell of fresh morning coffee from a smiling Turk. The day spread out before us, surprises about to pop. Continue reading Napowrimo 19/30: Park Avenue
So I wanted to photograph Rose in front of my gloriously blooming amaryllis but she would have none of it. She doesn’t like posing, point a camera at her and she lowers her head or turns her back. She’s too smarty-pants for her own good. Continue reading Friday Pet Blogging: “I will do what I want!”
I began working on a CNF piece a few months ago based on an interaction I had with a woman in the jury lounge when I was called up for Federal jury duty. The first three paragraphs flowed out easily. The next couple came weeks later. Now I can’t stand the thought of going back to work on it at all. There are memories of the aftermath of Katrina interspersed and I just don’t want to think about it. It’s Spring, new beginnings, a time of optimism. The thought of revisiting that time is just abhorrent. Hopefully, this is just … Continue reading Brain Dump
Little Fat adopted us a couple of years ago. He began skulking around the backyard at night scavaging for food. Of course we began feeding him. Since he has a tipped ear we knew he was neutered but was he a trap and release or a dumped or lost pet? Since he wasn’t completely feral acting we think he may have been dumped. There’s a McDonalds behind our neighbors house and we suspect its a dumping site of choice for irresponsible and heartless pet owners. Here, he’s on the way down the ladder that leads to his bed on a … Continue reading Friday Pet Blogging: Little Fat’s Morning Routine
“Must you constantly subject me to this photography fetish?” Continue reading Friday Pet Blogging: If cats could roll their eyes
I love cooking shows and in the past week or so I’ve seen two touting the foodie virtues of egg in the hole. The Pioneer Woman and Bobby Flay both served up mouth-watering variations on this (apparently) breakfast staple. I’ve never eaten egg in the hole so I decided today I needed to correct that deficit in my culinary experience. Plus, I was hungry and I thought what could be better than fried egg and bread? I made the basic version – just egg and bread and butter – oh, my! I’d recently baked two loaves of homemade bread so I used … Continue reading In Praise of Egg in the Hole
I took this photo yesterday for the Photoblog 365 project I’m involved in on Instagram. The subject was “affection”. Sammy is probably the most affectionate dog I’ve ever had. He’s always by my side and is liberal with little doggie kisses. He’s a vocal protector of his mamma and his territory. Sometimes the barking gets on my last nerve but how can I chastise a face like that? I’m chahanola on Instagram. Continue reading Friday Pet Blogging: Sammy Big Eyes
