Friday, October 6, 2017

abacus

abacus 1
My dad had an abacus when I was a kid I remember shiny black wooden beads that made a satisfing clack when they smacked into each other.
This piece was finished more than a year ago, I've been trying to find a good way to photograph and display this work... I may have it figured out now.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

POP

moss rose
Last year I put moss roses in the planters in the bird garden, they went to seed and I scattered it around hoping for possible volunteers... and forgot about it
Last month I remembered again when I noticed some sprigs popping out between the pavers
Last week I noticed the flowers all in white except for this little guy's shocking pink epaulettes
a year in the making,
it takes time.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

breathing the moon

full moon at the lake
I stopped at the lake to catch the moon last night as I went to yoga.
Its good to remember the beauty in the world hasn't disappeared.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

churn


dervish
"Why would you choose that??"
this is an exact quote from my childhood best friend the other day
her response to me telling her that the word I "chose" for this year was churn.
(really the words always choose me, or maybe we meet each other, as though I'm asked to dance and I accept)
I guess it does seem to have some negative connotations from a certain perspective...
its the only one that fits . 
The world is dark and ugly right now and I have been immersed in it in a 'can't look away from it' type of way, 
I feel hyper aware of environmental destruction, both global/abstract and personal/intimate.
At home our jobs are insecure and the anticipation of that change...
are we fucked or free? both? 
bombarded at all levels
here is the thing though, sometimes I start to feel like butter
brutally transformed
churned

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Processing

 basket pickup 
I've mentioned our CSA before, briefly we buy a share in a local farm at the beginning of the season, each week we pick up a bushel basket with whatever is harvested that week, a loaf of bread, and a half doz eggs.
caahn
t'maahtas
I like it for a bunch of reasons,  Its way to attend to where I am, and be present. placing my well being with a neighbors so to speakI am supporting my local economy by being a part of a small farm's business, and eating what is in season. I like that I am tuned into the earth at my specific location. I like the challenge of being presented with the materials and then figuring out what to do with them.
salaahd 
ready to roast
 Its also alot of work. I spent hours today cooking... corn chowda, quiche with chard and mushrooms, roasted salsa, tomato mozzarella salad and prepping for split pea zuccini soup.The challenge is how to eat all of this including the stuff that isn't a favorite (Green Peppers and Swiss Chard) before we lose any of it and with out getting bored. I get a thrill when I can combine 2 or 3 of the basket items in one dish. I try really hard not to let any of it go to waste and one of these days I will learn to can properly so I can do preserves..
The 2 of us will be eating alot of food this week!
makin' chowdaah
all foods are written in a phonetically correct NE accent, just because it amuses me.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The Faire

Pretty pony
We had tix for King Richards Faire last weekend. They were gifted to us and so we were able to treat some friends to the spectacle.

Giant bubbles are always a hit
Pagentry!
We have gone a number of times. It is silly fun. We enjoy the show, it includes skits, acrobats, beer and a joust. There is a big cat show as well. Many of the folks who go dress in costumes. You see many little fairy princesses, swordsmen of all sizes, and the occasional formal pig. A good time was had by all.

The name is Snorkles
Our Knight for the day