After last week’s hike, and the mini life lesson I gave my son and his friend to look up occasionally, rather than always down, I’ve been reminding myself to do the same thing. There were a handful of stars in the dark sky early, early this morning. There’s an American flag perched at the tippy […]
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Looking Up
Posted in Having Fun, Photos on October 18, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Cave Dwelling
Posted in Emotions/Inner World, Fear, Isolation/Belonging, Natural World, Photos, Travel on July 7, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
I went summer adventuring in the Lewis and Clark Caverns outside Three Forks, Montana. Went into the caves, down and down and down, through magnificent stalagmite and stalactite formations, past the colony of fluttering brown bats, as we clamored down, squatting at times, duck-walking, sliding down the slippery bits, careful not to hit our heads, […]
Winter Wonderland
Posted in Children, Cooking/Food & Wine, Friendship, Natural World, Photos, Reminiscences, Travel, Writing on December 30, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
I’m on a weekend snow trip, which, for those who know me, is a strange thing to hear from me. Having grown up with snow, then choosing to leave it, I am not usually one who seeks out how to return to it.
Meeting the Buddha in the Road
Posted in Anger, Emotions/Inner World, Personal Growth, Photos, Relationships on December 5, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I’ve heard that one way to reach enlightenment, or at least not to be so frustrated by daily irritations, is to assume that everyone we encounter each day is a Buddha, an eminent teacher sent to help us learn an important lesson about ourselves. Many of these Buddhas are wrapped in loving-kindness, and meeting them […]
When you give a kid a camera . . .
Posted in Children, Emotions/Inner World, Motherhood, Photos, Reminiscences on September 21, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I came across these pictures, taken by my son when he was 3 or 4. They represent his world view, his valuables, what made sense to him and what was available to him to take in visually. They are of terrible quality, no production value whatsoever. But I can recall the feel of being in […]