But Sparkly

Me: Want to see what a heavily dewed dandelion looks like? Jason: Like a wet cat. Me: …But sparkly! And there, ladies & gentlemen, you have an accurate, if brief, summary of our personalities. – – This morning, gorgeous golden light, paired with a heavy dew over a small valley of wildflowers, made for a beautiful…

Late Summer Taste

Basil is why I garden. Tomatoes are why Jason gardens. (The rest of the produce –which this year is not much– is icing on the cake.) As a result, most of our meals from late August through early September include some one or both of the aforementioned basil and tomato. For instance, we combine tomato, basil, fresh…

Salad Days

No, this isn’t penance for the (ehem…mass…) amounts of chocolate pecan pie that we consumed last weekend. It’s just the daily simple salad I make for lunch and eat alongside some hummus and wheat thins most days. The other day I happened to set it down on the counter next to the sink and discovered…

Walking

Recently, I’ve been walking stooped over, neck bent, and arms hanging straight down so little fingers can grab onto my hands. It feels somewhat like a regression to an earlier stage of human locomotion, at least according to the popular “evolution of man” posters, though it actually marks Rowan’s steadfast intent to walk upright. So, for…

Some weeks…

Some weeks… …the baby who usually sleeps so well doesn’t–and when he does, his coughing reverberates in newly acquired “mommy ears” and sleep doesn’t happen; laundry (albeit clean) is the main decorative motif in the living room and bed room; coffee, allegra, flonase, and dry shampoo become life-lines to sanity; and the words “rest” and “normal”…

Red Leaf (3)

The last in this series (which on reflection would perhaps have been better titled “orange leaf”?). –Just in time for a week that promises a foretaste of fall.

Red Leaf (2)

Sometimes I have a plan for what I want to photograph, and how. Most times, however, I play–holding a leaf up to the light, twirling it,shifting the lens’ focus– until an image appears and an inner “yes, that’s it” answers.

Carrot Face

Jason and I are learning that part of parenthood is stumbling across oddly effective methods (or is it effectively odd methods?). Take tonight’s attempt to feed Rowan carrots. Usually this kid is enthusiastic about food. Zucchini? Sweet potato? Green beans? Chicken? Squash? Yogurt? All good. Carrots? Not so much. In fact, he was making such…

Red Leaf (prima facie)

Besides their amazing use of color and line to convey light and motion, another reason why I appreciate Monet and Van Gogh is the simplicity of the titles they gave to their paintings. “Starry night.” “Water lilies.” So pragmatic and, well, encouraging to a title-challenged person like me. So here you go: the first in…