Friday, June 16, 2017

Fun with digital brushes



Forgot I had this paint program installed.
Played with some lines & shapes & colors to see what would emerge.
Voilà, c'est fait!


Sunday, June 11, 2017

Garden haiku



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                                                                 accidental scarecrow -
                                                                 the birds are not impressed

Sunday, March 19, 2017

A Virtual Visit to Paris


It's been many years since I've been there and it's not likely I'll get back, so the next best thing is armchair reminiscing, with some black and white photos, shared here with the kind permission of Luis L. Tijerina. 




















Photos by Luis L. Tijerina, November 2016



Saturday, March 18, 2017

Gee, Thanks, Stella

We got a visit this past week from a blizzard they named "Stella".  All hope is now gone that our accumulated snow will be melted anytime soon.

Am adding some new, updated photos to the ones I  posted a month ago. That peaked snowdrift in the back yard--were I in its middle--would be up past my shoulders.















A friend in Los Angeles reports hundreds of Canadian geese hunkered down in a nearby soccer field, and that they are on their way north.  Yay. Meanwhile, indoor seed planting starts tomorrow.




Thursday, February 16, 2017

Diggin' on Out



So, we've been getting a bit more snow the past several days

 



















































 






Thursday, January 12, 2017

Me, I Tell Stories



Fred Pellerin, from a town not far from here. While at university here, he developed a thirst for stories, nostalgic for a time he did not know. Lulled by the stories of his grandmother, his neighbor Eugene, and his father, Pellerin has been recounting these older generations' memories and anecdotes, gossip and rumors of his village, Saint-Élie-de-Caxton.

The stories passed down to us tickle our curiosity about the past, resurrect early memories, make us think, make us laugh--stories we can still relate to--reminding us of who we are and where we came from, of those who preceded us, and the interest in hearing their stories retold.  I'd like to think that  those who follow us will pass our stories on as well.




"I am the son of a thousand fathers.
I did not come into the world.
It is the world that came to me.
And I was born yesterday."


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*Quebec license plates say  Je me souviens ("I remember"), the official motto of the province.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Remembering the Dead Journalists



To all those writers imprisoned, kidnapped and permanently "disappeared", ordered assassinated and  brutally murdered, or slain in the field, for reporting the truth, from whichever country and whichever time, thank you for your courage and commitment.  Thank you for your stories and research and photos, and for your example.
 

Friday, December 23, 2016

Angels, make room


In his tree, a fish,
a bird,
a rocking horse,
a mini red/white balalaika,
a duck,
the Eiffel Tower!

At its top, a miniature
soccer ball.

Star of wonder,  star of light
Bless us heathens
this cold night.

Wine & cookies on the table
for 'ol St. Nick.