Monday, April 20, 2015

I live here.

Answering Susannah's invitation to "Pause, look around you and 
shoot what you see.  Live inside each moment.  Pay attention to what's there.  Look for the love."

This is the playground at my school.  I often feel as though my school is an extension of my home.  I guess it is, really.  Teachers create an environment in their classrooms the same way women create a home out of a house and a bit of furniture.  I really love my classroom.  One of these days I'll give you a peak of it, too.  I do love my job.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Sunday Morning Poetry

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far andwee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and


balloonMan whistles
~ e e cummings

Friday, April 17, 2015

Friday Faves

at World Fest at Silver Dollar City

* Film Fancies: Trim, a short film by Peter Simon 

* Something to Buy: This Waterford candle is the best I've ever smelled.  I wish it would go on sale. 

* Song of the Week: Here's a little Van to start your weekend; Someone Like You

* Great Read: Beauty Shop For Rent by Laura Bowers

* Because I'm a Word Nerd: How to use whom correctly

* A Little Whimsy: I couldn't really tell you why I love this recording so much, but I do. Neal Anderson on Mule Radio Syndicate

  * In Case You Missed It: A Spring-y List

* Some Things I Love: the way I always have more books waiting to be read, my iPhone, spring!, the yearly miracle of butterflies, old-fashioned mix-tapes, a new lipstick, little girls with pierced ears, giggling teenagers who have forgotten their need to be cool, happy voices sharing and talking about books

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

current obsession

Answering Susannah's invitation to "Pause, look around you and 
shoot what you see.  Live inside each moment.  Pay attention to what's there.  Look for the love."
I've been enjoying photographing spring so much lately. I love the daffodils, the redbuds, and dogwoods.  There is so much to love about spring.  The lengthening days, the tulips, the cool breezes.  And oh, the scents wafting through the air.  I love our walks through the deepening twilight, breathing in all the flowers, and the green, green air of spring.  Tomorrow I have a quiet evening at home, and I am going to reread one of my favorite books.  What about you?  How are you spending your beautiful spring? 

Monday, April 13, 2015

evening ritual

Answering Susannah's invitation to "Pause, look around you and 
shoot what you see.  Live inside each moment.  Pay attention to what's there.  Look for the love."
Weather permitting, we take a family walk each evening. I love this simple habit. We spend time together noticing and enjoying our little town and all the old houses as we quietly chat about everything and nothing.

Yesterday's prompt was my favorite so far.  I've really enjoyed thinking about rituals.  I've been noticing how other people spend their time, and what they value.  What about you?  What is your favorite evening ritual? 

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Sunday Morning Poetry


I prefer movies.
I prefer cats.
I prefer the oaks along the Warta.
I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky.
I prefer myself liking people
to myself loving mankind.
I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case.
I prefer the color green.
I prefer not to maintain
that reason is to blame for everything.
I prefer exceptions.
I prefer to leave early.
I prefer talking to doctors about something else.
I prefer the old fine-lined illustrations.
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems
to the absurdity of not writing poems.
I prefer, where love's concerned, nonspecific anniversaries
that can be celebrated every day.
I prefer moralists
who promise me nothing.
I prefer cunning kindness to the over-trustful kind.
I prefer the earth in civvies.
I prefer conquered to conquering countries.
I prefer having some reservations.
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
I prefer Grimms' fairy tales to the newspapers' front pages.
I prefer leaves without flowers to flowers without leaves.
I prefer dogs with uncropped tails.
I prefer light eyes, since mine are dark.
I prefer desk drawers.
I prefer many things that I haven't mentioned here
to many things I've also left unsaid.
I prefer zeroes on the loose
to those lined up behind a cipher.
I prefer the time of insects to the time of stars.
I prefer to knock on wood.
I prefer not to ask how much longer and when.
I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility
that existence has its own reason for being.

~ Wislawa Syzmborska

Friday, April 10, 2015

Friday Faves

Yesterday I posted Sloane 5 years ago.  Here she is 5 days ago. 

 * Quote of the Week: "Humility is not thinking less of yourself.  It is thinking of yourself less." ~ C. S. Lewis

* Blogspiration: Joy the Baker

* Song of the Week: Stars by Janis Ian

* Images of the Week: Urban Explorer Dan Marbaix 

* To Make You Grin: Tree Change Dolls

* In Case You Missed It: A Passion for Teaching

* Because I'm a Word Nerd: American Regional English

* Some Things I Love: oversize lollipops, cold Coke in an icy glass, perfect 70 degree weather, tote bags, giggling girls who stay up way too late on a Friday night, Cadbury eggs, the color turquoise, laughter, the smell that lives at the back of a baby's neck, weekends...

Oldies, but Goodies