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Archive for September, 2006

No Lunch Today…

… instead, a man feeding pigons in Union Square.


Should I stay… or should I go?

Sweet dreams little man

‘White shores . . . and beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.’ -Tolkin

Book Meme for the moms (and bunny daddies)

From Boomer, Missy, Freckles, Peepers & Cricket

  1. One book that changed your life: Jose Saramago – Blindness. There have been several book that have been life altering for me; however, in most recent years, this novel really made me re-look at my life and my existence within society.
  2. One book that you’ve read more than once: Octavio Paz – A Tree Within. Octavio Paz is an amazing poet.
  3. One book you’d want on a desert island: Matsuo Basho – Basho’s Haiku: Selected Poems of Matsuo Basho. It would be nature and verse together!
  4. One book that made you laugh: Sandra Boynton – But Not the Hippopotamus. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve read this book to nieces, nephews and cousins – it always makes me giggle
  5. One book that made you cry: Emily Brontë – Wuthering Heights
  6. One book that you wish you had written: Roald Dahl – Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It doesn’t get any better than oompa-loompas
  7. One book that you wish had never been written: Can’t say that I’d wish any book to not be written.
  8. One book you’re currently reading: Donna Hay – Flavors. So many good recipes to try, so little time to try them
  9. One book you’ve been meaning to read: Khaled Hosseini – the Kite Runner. Still in the pile by the side of the bed.
  10. Tag Five People: We tag – Grr, Midnight & Cocoa’s Mom, Edsel’s Mom, Indigo’s Mom, Bunny Daddy & Bunny Mommy, and Zeus’ Mom – and we won’t tag (‘cause she doesn’t like that…) but we’ll invite Jessica to do it as well

Black-eye Susan Wrap

On it’s way to someone

Edge upclose

Mixed Emotions

We’re very excited that Querida Luna is home!

Harvest moon:
around the pond I wander
and the night is gone.
– Basho

And our hearts are with Jessica and Family as Indy is no longer fighting his inner demons.

The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the colour of rust,

Hooves, dolorous bells –
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,

A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.

They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.

Bay Bridge becoming engulfed in the fog

Little ants not playing very well

Crocheting? There’s not crocheting at baseball!

Thank goodness I was working on this – It saved me from freezing