praying for rain, inspired by children, teaching littles respect- learning just as much, sweet sunday as a clan, worship in all things, it’s all love-without love i am a clanging cymbal, speaking the truth is not the same as being unloving, pushing back the start of school a week -it’s wrong to do school when it’s over 100 degrees outside, a bit sad summer is coming to a close – but still savoring the last bit, thankful, always thankful: home & family & the Spirit surrounding.
The Little darling Spring has run away
The sunshine grew too hot for her to stay
She kissed her sister, Summer,and she said
“When I am gone, you must be queen instead”
Now reigns the Lady Summer, round whose feet
A thousand fairies flock with blossoms sweet.
1) be intentional with my thoughts, words and actions. love folks, always
2) sing, dance and make merry – every day
3) fill up my house with flowers and other pretties
4) be silly with my family and friends
5) read 52 books + study the Bible intensely
6) bake something delicious once a week
7) take lots & lots of pictures
8 ) invite someone new to shabbat once a month
9) write. write in my journal every day, write poems and short stories, write ideas and inventions. write mundane details and summarize my grandest adventures. write!
10) get messy
11) spend a lot more time doting on and spoiling my lovey
i can’t wait for another rainy day!
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
(borrowed from the inimitable,and oh so fantastic e.e.cummings)
1. Our pretty flowers to press, 2. what does it mean?, 3. 231 :: 365, 4. DSC_0172, 5. perfectly patterned…, 6. DSC_0476, 7. sound_of_summer, 8. forget about our mothers and our friends; we’re fated to pretend, 9. tin
-cooler weather, rainbows and rainstorms.
-plans working themselves out of thin air.
-setting healthy boundaries, being assertive, cutting away toxicity.
-sleeping later than usual.
-3 day weekends & filling them up with dates & visits & outings!
-good music & working on the fall 2010 mix. it’s gonna be so great.
-prayers straight from the heart, & a loving, responsive deity.
-laughter tumbling through every room of my house. o joyful days!
a day late on the happy solstice, but here nonetheless. summer is in full swing around these parts, we are spending the mornings outside playing and the afternoons in our swimsuits in front of the air conditioner, watching movies and reading books while eating ice pops and drinking iced tea.
1. 1, 2, 3, 2. fresh laundry (smooth), 3. Drizzle…, 4. Untitled, 5. spinach, 6. Untitled, 7. at the bricktown candy company, 8. picnic one…, 9. Untitled, 10. 11-05-2010 Tender feliz / Happy laundry line, 11. Beauty is not caused. It is., 12. Untitled
of ice pops, wuthering heights and tomatoes.(click to download)
1.born ruffians – little garcon
2.half-handed cloud – bees are trying to build their nest in you
3.rosemary clooney – hey mambo, mambo italiano
4.the beatles – she came in through the bathroom window
5.ferraby lionheart – tickets to crickets
6.langhorne slim – checking out
7.regina spektor – folding chair
8.page france – mr. violin and dancing bear
9.the innocence mission – colors of the world
10.cotton jones – photo summerlude
11.the decemberists – isn’t it a lovely night
12.the finches – step outside
13.seabear – seashell
14.piebald – catch you
15.the kooks – shine on
16.the polyphonic spree – light&day/reach for the sun
the weather forecast says rain is likely today. theodore and i are hanging out, he is gumming a rice cracker and coo-ing. he said “boob” twice last nite just before bed, he was fussing for the nursies and very impatient. emma’s and violette’s first word was the same: mama. theodore’s is boob. i find this amusing and quite appropriate.
today is a big day, thanksgiving at my parent’s. we will cook, eat, get a tree, purchase new ornaments and decorate. my parents have a tradition of giving each of their kids a tree ornament every year so when the time comes to move on, we have a good start. their first tree was pretty bare and they decided early on that they didn’t want that for their kids. i’m so grateful to them for that. they gave me a box full of ornaments in 2004, and it is always so fun to look through them and see what i’ve chosen through the years. that little stocking that says brady, i made it in 2002. we still have it, though the stickers are curling at the edges and threatening to fall off. my great grandmother made the little snowflake doilies. my grandma painted the wooden jack in the box. i love having things rich in tradition and history. how blessed i am to have them.
(our tree in 2006)
i want so badly to have holiday rituals and traditions with my children, and at the same time teach them gratitude and appreciation for the privilege to celebrate. i want them to understand that it is our family, being together and making memories that is important and certainly not gifts, greed and excess.
there are so many exciting things to look forward to this season: family get togethers and parties, stories to read, songs to sing, gifts to craft. i only hope i won’t get overwhelmed and anxious. it can be so easy to get stressed and snappy when all that matters is being with my children and enjoying our time together. and if things become too much, i should remember it’s not too hard to say no.
i would like to know what are some of your favorite holiday traditions? what is the one thing you and your family do that you look forward to most? mine most certainly is our “drive around”. on what we call christmas eve eve, we get a pizza and drive around the fancy neighborhoods looking at their light displays. the girls ooh and ahh and get so very excited. there is nothing more fun to me than to watch them being so happy. last year emma called the lights “constellations”, i can only imagine what she and violette will come up with this season.
if i am posting less in the days to come, please forgive me. it’s just that i will be celebrating and being here now.
(on a side note, my 365 is quite behind. i am having a hard time with this new operating system and i cannot use the photo editing program. i hope to have new pictures up tomorrow, but i’m not making any promises!)
i’ve got some unloading to do. it’s been far too long since i’ve posted something real, and i miss that.
things have been topsy-turvy weird the past little bit. i’ve written nearly thirteen thousand words for nanowrimo. 2 weeks ago, i would have laughed in your face if you told me i would even consider writing a novel. here i am, though.
i switched the lens on the camera sunday, my mama has been encouraging me to do so for a while now. and the truth is, i was scared of it. terrified of a few more inches length. but, i did it. and i think the pictures i’ve taken with it look different, a little bit better. i like them anyhow. it’s got a lot of fancy zoom action, which i enjoy. i can get shots of the kids when they don’t know i’m taking a picture and i can catch them acting naturally, instead of posed. i really don’t like taking posed photos, it seems fraudulent to me. i want to catch the act, if that makes sense. and the fancy lens allows that.
i’ve been feeling very open and creative the past few days. incredibly full and juicy. and it’s a nice feeling.
i have a new favorite band. it’s everything i’ve always looked for in music. it’s the music i want to make. it makes me tear up with joy: half-handed cloud.
spirituality has been a major theme for me the past few days. i’ve prayed and sang and believed. i haven’t felt this way in a very long time. and it’s so beautiful. if this the opiate for the masses, count me in.
also, how are you? i truly want to know.
love, love, love,
this is amazing. i’ve pored over these photos this morning, delighted. each time i click “older posts”, i find a new favorite. and to think it just as easily could have been that no one would witness such wonderful captures of a time. fascinating.