Confessions and More Garden Tools
I dream about my children falling into alligator infested canals and other such tragedies every week. I take forever to finish everything- books, series, knits, jewelry, scrapbooks, etc. (more pitchforks,…
Pitchforks and Shovels
Sounds like primetime voice-over censoring, but no it really is just pitchforks and shovels. Last weekend I added my little bit of compost to my little bit of garden and…
Swept Clean
Don’t look too closely underneath. There may be a secret there. An old friend or two that drifted away for some reason we never quite figured out. Unresolved…
Blue Bokeh
Not the greatest picture mankind has taken, but I just loved the blue-green colors and thought they needed to be out there, floating around on the internet. It makes me happy…
Dark Garden
Some more evening pictures in my yard. Lately, I think my neighbors are used to the sound of our screen door slamming and the sight of me, just before the…
garden | knitting | photography | stuff | thinking out loud
Ripped
Weeded, spread, and planted all by myself. My kids thought they would melt in the sprinkling mist- still waiting for them to catch the “garden bug.” But that’s okay because…
Evening Light, Straight Out of the Camera
…at least I think it’s straight out of the camera. After reading a rather heated debate on Flickr groups about what is SOOC and what isn’t, I’m wondering if I’ll…
Getting Over Myself
I just can’t seem to. Self portraits, that is. I just thought that phase in my life was over. It’s not so much that I love them, but more because…
books | homemaking | linkage | photography | polaroid | stuff | thinking out loud
Old Inspiration
Sentimentality clutters. I know because at least once a year I have to force myself to winnow through stacks of books, papers, and future projects so that my husband can’t…
Here’s Random for You
What is this doing in my photostream? We were given free tickets to see my very first Monster Truck Jam. Why have I never done this before? Oh,…