this day

for this day, i am thankful...

leaving the funk

trying to get out of the 'lack of creativity funk.'
i'm guessing it is the time of year when i go through this & all i can think about is living in new mexico's foothills...

learning to be strong, internally, is a huge battle.

monday morning

some people feel the rain.
others just get wet.

the ducks invade plainwell

in front of positively 4th street, a little old lady created her designer wear for the giant plastic ducks... i had never seen the plastic ducks, only the cement ones. they gave me an idea. stayed tuned....

reconnecting with an old friend is one of the best things that can happen to a person.
30+ years had past & dawn & i finally reunited.
after many months of my beautiful daughter telling me to join facebook...you will be amazed at how many school pals you will be able to find.... i finally did.
thank you, meagan!

camera folk (a series)

i made these guys for my KILLER KITSCH SHOW back in november 2003. people loved them.
i made this one, 'wrecker,' yesterday, july 10, 2009. i had taken a break from them....

it is already july 9th... another summer going by too quickly.
i am learning to slow it up a bit & really enjoy it.
not looking forward to it ending.

holy ghost

a beautiful window in a lovely church located at domino farms, ann arbor, michigan.

hand cut collage on an old kodak film back

listening to dylan...

listening to dylan & one of my favorite songs by him: "she belongs to me." a poet, he is.

mother mary comes to me

her hands

her hands were strong.

praying hands.

praying for all of the bad in this cold world.

poem for a swap-bot group

IF I DON'T LOOK
the eyes looked at me, i could feel them.

i walked away, feeling the heat of the sadness.

"if i don't look back, it is not real," i thought.

i felt the heat burn into me,
like a magnifying glass on an ant. ...

"please," the voice asked, "just some change would help."

as i reached in to my pocket,
i wouldn't turn around...

i am a member of SWAP-BOT, and i joined a poet's group. the theme was 'homeless.'

lemon verbena! a great summery herb...

i love summer & i love herbs... here is a recipe for a tasty summer treat!

LEMON VERBENA ICE CUPS

1 1/2 cups sugar

5 cups water divided

1/3 cup lime juice

1/4 cup lemon juice

1 tablespoon minced fresh lemon verbena leaves

Limes & lemons, halved and pulp removed

Lime peel & additional lemon verbena leaves, optional

In a saucepan, combine sugar & 1 cup water; bring to a boil. Boil & stir until sugar is dissolved.

Remove from the heat; cool.

Add juices, lemon verbena & remaining water. Cover & refridgerate over night.

When ready to freeze, pour mixture into the cylinder of an ice cream freezer; freeze according to manufacture's directions.

Spoon into lime & lemon cups.

Garnish with lime peel & lemon verbena if desired.

YEILD: 12 servings.

june 1st

monday, june 1st.

rainy & much cooler.

am in a creative funk... i haven't been artistic in way too long.

today may be a good day to break that evil spell.

quilted love

beautiful quilted works of art on display at the university of michigan hospital in ann arbor.

the theme was music & there were so many lovely creations.

this is something i may want to try...

toad

when i found this little toad in my yard, i began to play with it.

he wasn't scared of me. he enjoyed being held and enjoyed the gentle petting on his back.

he never tried to hop away.

he stayed on my leg.

he walked on my belly.

he watched me watch him.

he never peed his toad pee on me.

he let me rub his toad belly.

...i thought, "i am spending way too much time with this toad..."

then i said outloud, "who cares?"

memorial day 2009

a beautiful day today. my daughter, my mom & dad & my husband.

good cook-out & lots of conversation.

let us too, always remember the vets who gave their lives so we may live ours. not just on memorial day, but everyday...

con.scious decision

i have made a con⋅scious decision. no more red meat. no more pork. no more chicken.

1. i am tired of feeling bloated.
2. the textures are sickening me
3. the smells are not pleasing any longer
4. the look of raw or cooked meat is disgusting me
5. my stomach doesn't tolerate them
6. thus, my mind is made up

compelled

i should be doing a million other things instead of creating a blog.
i am compelled, though, to write honestly about myself & my life, hopefully on a daily basis.
this should be a good lesson & good discipline for me.

1- to write daily

2- to be honest in my writings

3- to learn from writing

i can write. i will write. i can write. i will write.