April 27, 2011

think nothing of tumbling

I just spent 1/2 hour out in the dark, some of it on my knees in the mud and wet grass, trying to lure a certain little shithead JRT named Rego out of a groundhog hole under the porch.

He dove headfirst into the dark burrow, thrilled at the prospect that maybe, just maybe, he'd actually find a groundhog. He didn't, but that didn't stop him from enjoying every minute of possibility.

I'm not so brave, nor itching for adventure. Nonetheless, I feel myself slipping down the rabbit hole, with none of Alice's curiosity, nor Rego's joyous bravado. I'd just as soon proceed with caution. But alas, that is not to be...

I might as well stop fighting it, and let go.

 All works by Andy Goldsworthy

 `Well!' thought Alice to herself, `after such a fall as this, 
shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! 
How brave they'll all think me at home! 
Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, 
even if I fell off the top of the house!' 
~ Lewis Carroll


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April 26, 2011

look out the streaked window with complacency

Attention, ark-builders: this may be a good time to get building. 

In the meantime, there are always silver linings...

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The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy rain.  This is the kind the anonymous medieval poet makes me remember, the rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a good book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency.  ~Susan Allen Toth

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April 22, 2011

see what happens

How do you catch a unique rabbit?
Unique up on it.

How do you catch a tame rabbit?
Tame way!

I have a confession to make:

I am afraid of rabbits. Yes, really. Cute, fluffy, sweet-looking, innocent, prey-not-predator, yeah yeah yeah whatever. 

Rabbits are unpredictable with those back legs and their tendency to hop and flop without warning. They have big bitey-looking teeth.


They growl. Yes, really.

Still, I do like the look of them. I just don't want to hold a live one. Check out these Easter buns:

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"Hallo, Rabbit," he said, "is that you?"
"Let's pretend it isn't," said Rabbit, "and see what happens." 
~ A. A. Milne


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April 20, 2011

follow the changes

I've got all these things I want to say, except I don't really want to say them, because sometimes it's too much, too much for words, too much to reveal.

Instead I hopped over to Jenny's for a jolt of FEEL BETTER GOD DAMN IT, and that's exactly what I got plus an eyeful of gorgeous, so instead of all the things I can't/won't say, here's this:

All by artist Michelle Armasand so luscious I could just swim in them, float through those colors, wrap myself up in that light.

Do you have a favorite?

Colors, like features, 
follow the changes of the emotions. 
- Pablo Picasso

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