Tag Archives: Nature

Blooms to Bring in a New Year

I have a thing for peonies, they are by far my favorite flower. The intricate blooms with varied petals — some finger-like and supporting the central petals, while others are wide, flat and delicate. If you are lucky you will get three layers of varied petal structures in a single bloom. And the best part of peonies is that they are in bloom during my birthday.

 

I am proud to announce that my “I hate my birthday” attitude is ebbing. Here is to two birthdays in a row without tears . . .  happy birthday to me!

When all you have are empty, open hands . . .

 

Remember.

 

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Blogtrack:
– Lemolo, “1290 Whale Song”  (Download it HERE under “Song of the Day Podcast”; the download is available for three days)

Just around the bend…

 

Summer feels so far away in season and in soul.  I needed this reminder today:

The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

~ Mary Oliver

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Blogtracks:
– The xx, “Islands (Nosaj Thing remix)” (Download it HERE)
– Veils, “Bloom” (Download it HERE)
– Crystal Skulls, “Outgoing Behavior”

These Days.

12.9.2010 – blue.* (Orange, CA)

12.10.2010 – Moonrise*

12.11.2010 – Nancy Drew and the Mystery of the “Melting” Rod Laver Sole*

12.12.2010 – Everything That is Wrong with American Christmas (+ a bonus red nose for the grill)*

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Blogtrack:
– A Classic Education, “Terrible Day (Banjo or Freakout remix)”
– Houses, “Soak It Up”
– Chapel Club, “Bodies”  — download it HERE

Some Days.

11.8.2010 – Gray meets U. Eco*

11.9.2010 – Sunrise*

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Blogtrack:
– Daft Punk, “Solar Sailer”
– Delphic, “Halcyon (Deadboy Remix)
– The Hundred in the Hands, “Pigeons (Screen Tests Remix)”

The Last Three

11.28.2010 – Where I’m At* (Orange, CA)

11.29.2010 – Keys to “Kingdom”* (Irvine, CA)

11.30.2010 – 30 Days Past…*

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Blogtrack:
– Electrolightz, “The Future”
– The Radio Dept., “The New Improved Hypocrisy”
– Badly Drawn Boy, “What Tomorrow Brings”

Circling toward the Center

It is Thanksgiving weekend, and life is beginning to settle.  Please do not read “settle” in terms of answers or direction — if that were the case I would be too busy celebrating to type –; rather thoughts and concerns that once seemed so burdensome and disparate are beginning to circle around a single idea.  I have wrestled with what it means to live out this idea for the better part of the last decade.  I will write and explore this more (and with far less ambiguity) once work settles down a bit.

Until then, Project 365 continues:

11.25.2010 – A Thing for Gray* — I was too busy prepping and cooking, helping my folks skype with family in Belgium, and making sure all my siblings were able to speak with my grandma, and chatting with my grandma and uncle, to remember to take photos.

11.26.2010 – The Long Beach* (Long Beach, CA) — Of recent, I have been drawn to blurry, out-of-focus photos.

11.27.2010 – Gray + Pocket*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and new.”                                                                       -Ralph Waldo Emerson

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