The husband had the good camera and I didn't have much time. Some were taken with the little camera. The others are from the 'archives'.
Cairn
Chairs
Clouds
Content
Cars for Clunkers
Coquette
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday Stills #3- The Letter C
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The husband had the good camera and I didn't have much time. Some were taken with the little camera. The others are from the 'archives'.
Cairn
Chairs
Clouds
Content
Cars for Clunkers
Coquette
The husband had the good camera and I didn't have much time. Some were taken with the little camera. The others are from the 'archives'.
Cairn
Chairs
Clouds
Content
Cars for Clunkers
Coquette
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Stills #2- What Makes Me Happy
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Travelling
My view.
Storms. One of my favorite things....
Living where there's alot of room to plant.
The critters that come to visit.
Barnswallows(click to enlarge)
Pavlova and crew
Peanut
...................
When he's home.
Travelling
My view.
Storms. One of my favorite things....
Living where there's alot of room to plant.
The critters that come to visit.
Barnswallows(click to enlarge)
Pavlova and crew
Peanut
...................
When he's home.
Friday, October 02, 2009
I Should Have Taken a Picture
I thought about it, after I decided yesterday at work to do something I never do- which was to find a ladder and sit down for a moment. The ladders at the 666BBHS are wide, sturdy things... just right for me.
I sat down in the middle of the garden center because it was cold and had started raining; because they had closed the garden gate, sent the cashier inside, and I had only 10 minutes left on my shift; because there was not one customer out there and the only sound was the rain falling. I sat down next to a clump of Clematis, two of which were blooming their hearts out in this chilly October weather. I sat down because it's my garden center, and they've been my plants... my companions... my charges for months now.
I sat down to say goodbye.
The corporate changes are ramping up... they are in full gear. We've got mum's and pumpkins and pansies and we've got a world of perennials and shrubs that never got chosen. Time to pretty them up, get them out, clean the floors, upturn the tables and call it CHRISTMAS! It's already Christmas inside. Has been for two weeks. Big blow-up witches are flirting uncommonly close to big blow-up Santa Claus'.
..............
But, out in the garden center it's getting quiet. Yesterday I went out early morning and a talkative cashier had something to tell me. I couldn't focus because there was a strange bird call coming from somewhere over my head. I finally found him... a baby bird calling and calling, I imagine for his parents. Eventually he had the nerve to fly off.
The plants are beginning to tire. The 666BBHS has taken so long to mark them down that some are just giving up. The shrubs have begun to turn in color and I take as many of them as I can, mark them down and hope they get a good home.
Sitting there on that ladder was just.... bittersweet. For the first time I had held sway over their future... and I suppose I've done okay, given the economy. I also imagine that in the best economy, a bit of melancholy would overcome me. Something, someone will always be left.
I got word today that in three weeks time we will be down to 75% off, so my old friends will for the most part be going home.
But sitting there in the quiet of the dripping rain, with my first year as a 'Specialist' behind me~ thinking about the spirit of the plants and not the nature of my job was sad and sweet.
I took an incredible Clematis blossom into my hand and said to no one in particular, 'Mitakuye Oyasin'...
We are all related.
I sat down in the middle of the garden center because it was cold and had started raining; because they had closed the garden gate, sent the cashier inside, and I had only 10 minutes left on my shift; because there was not one customer out there and the only sound was the rain falling. I sat down next to a clump of Clematis, two of which were blooming their hearts out in this chilly October weather. I sat down because it's my garden center, and they've been my plants... my companions... my charges for months now.
I sat down to say goodbye.
The corporate changes are ramping up... they are in full gear. We've got mum's and pumpkins and pansies and we've got a world of perennials and shrubs that never got chosen. Time to pretty them up, get them out, clean the floors, upturn the tables and call it CHRISTMAS! It's already Christmas inside. Has been for two weeks. Big blow-up witches are flirting uncommonly close to big blow-up Santa Claus'.
..............
But, out in the garden center it's getting quiet. Yesterday I went out early morning and a talkative cashier had something to tell me. I couldn't focus because there was a strange bird call coming from somewhere over my head. I finally found him... a baby bird calling and calling, I imagine for his parents. Eventually he had the nerve to fly off.
The plants are beginning to tire. The 666BBHS has taken so long to mark them down that some are just giving up. The shrubs have begun to turn in color and I take as many of them as I can, mark them down and hope they get a good home.
Sitting there on that ladder was just.... bittersweet. For the first time I had held sway over their future... and I suppose I've done okay, given the economy. I also imagine that in the best economy, a bit of melancholy would overcome me. Something, someone will always be left.
I got word today that in three weeks time we will be down to 75% off, so my old friends will for the most part be going home.
But sitting there in the quiet of the dripping rain, with my first year as a 'Specialist' behind me~ thinking about the spirit of the plants and not the nature of my job was sad and sweet.
I took an incredible Clematis blossom into my hand and said to no one in particular, 'Mitakuye Oyasin'...
We are all related.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
My Stills #1.... Signs of Fall
Sunday Stills Challenge
As of yet it’s hard to find signs of fall here in Chicago, unless you count the lackluster look of leaves on the trees or window box flowers, fading with age.
But there is one sign, if you know where to look; one certain thing that tells you fall is indeed almost here......
We live on a beach here in the city and three out of four seasons Meander gets to swim. But during the summer, the lifeguards are here and he isn’t allowed, so he spends alot of his time longing at the window.
Come Labor Day the lifeguards leave and his spirit is set free for the next nine months. Watching him those first few days sets my spirit free, as well.....
a ball too far....
what the hell.....
coming home......
dogjoy.....
As of yet it’s hard to find signs of fall here in Chicago, unless you count the lackluster look of leaves on the trees or window box flowers, fading with age.
But there is one sign, if you know where to look; one certain thing that tells you fall is indeed almost here......
We live on a beach here in the city and three out of four seasons Meander gets to swim. But during the summer, the lifeguards are here and he isn’t allowed, so he spends alot of his time longing at the window.
Come Labor Day the lifeguards leave and his spirit is set free for the next nine months. Watching him those first few days sets my spirit free, as well.....
a ball too far....
what the hell.....
coming home......
dogjoy.....
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Mitakuye Oyasin.... Mary Travers
I don't particularly like this video... but the audio is amazing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tjy2HCdV6BA
I'm getting older by the second.
And then there's this....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BT4n5t97T5w
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