April 5, 2015 § 2 Comments
First, it’s good to be back blogging after a two-month reprieve. I needed the break, am grateful I took it, and learned that sometimes it’s okay to hibernate.
Second, happy Easter to you and happy end of Lent to me. This is my fourth consecutive year of giving up sweets for six-plus weeks. I’m certainly a bit surly in the days leading up to the end, impatient to get to the jelly beans, my Dad’s lemon meringue pie, and Cadbury mini eggs. And while I can readily admit that I overindulged today, I’m finally relaxed and content loaded down heavy with plenty of glorious sugary goop. I’ll go back to salad tomorrow (and will gleefully chase it down with a chocolate bunny).
Third, AWP, the largest literary conference of its kind, arrives in my hometown on Wednesday. It’s my first. For months I’ve been fretting over it, and for weeks I’ve been planning my schedule and navigating which off-site events to attend. I still have difficulty calling myself a writer and am already intimidated by all the talent I have yet to meet this weekend. But now that I’ve had this blog for three years, taken multiple writing classes, tried to get published, done a few readings, and had business cards printed up that say I’m a writer, well, I guess I can lay claim to the title. My goal is to survive the mayhem, learn a thing or three, and connect with a lot of great people who love the written word as much as I do.
Happy Sunday, happy Easter, happy AWP, and thanks for sticking with me through the hiatus.
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Mom says red branches are a certain sign of spring:
November 4, 2014 § 6 Comments
Yes, the trees are now mostly bare and the ground is covered in dried browned leaves. But if you look closer, color still clings. The reds, oranges, yellows, and greens drained into more subtle mauves, salmons, goldenrods, and sea greens, hinting that spring is upon us rather than the onset of winter.
May 27, 2014 § 5 Comments
May 4, 2014 § 8 Comments
Magnolias, my grandma’s favorite, are about to hit prime time. Blooms from two trees caught my attention yesterday:
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I’m neither a Star Wars nor a sci-fi fan, but it’s plausible that many take “May the 4th be with you” day seriously, as noted by the swarm of little boys swinging foam light sabers at each other outside the neighborhood bookstore.
The costumed characters were likely brought in for (and subsequently ignored by) the kids, but the adults were certainly star struck, posing for selfies with people dressed in long robes or metal armor. I saw one character twirling his gold sword like a baton next to someone’s nice car. I wish my parents had been in town. Mom would have kept a close watch on those shenanigans. And in the event it would have been my parents’ car parked there, I guarantee she would have been on Dad’s case to move it before Luke Skywalker scratched the paint.
Then there was this dude cozying up to the ladies.
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Balloons, bark, bees, and buds:
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What I’m looking forward to (and hoping for) this spring/summer:
Northern Spark, lilacs, Lowertown Farmer’s Market, writing more and better, advanced photography, traveling to the ends of the state and the country (perhaps the world), a post-injury 5k or 10k, an August wedding reception at a pizza joint, sandals, trail runs, the people I’ve yet to meet, a better serve, publication somewhere (anywhere), a new swimsuit and furniture, framed photographs and artwork, blonde highlights, a faster bike, Saint Dinette, Hopper Drawing and Open Field at the Walker, simplifying, giving up Facebook for a spell, Heyday, hosting a brunch with a DIY Bellini cocktail bar, writing my congresspeople on a range of issues, a break from my blog (or the implementation of an improved version), doing something no one expects of me
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Other random photos from the weekend: