10.28.08

Today my daughter's great-grandfather was buried. He passed away this weekend after a long and full life. Bop was quite a character, always with a story about how things used to be only a nickel, or better made. He built his own house in the 1950s, and that's where he died. He was a plasterer at a time when fine craftsmanship was valued more than expediency. Just today I was looking around at the house where I spent so much time when I was married....beautiful carved moldings from plaster...intricate archways...all hand-done by him and his father.

When I was first married, I wanted to have a grouping of wedding pictures of all of both mine and my husband's side of the family. The first picture I hung was of Nana and Boppie. No other picture was ever added because somehow any other picture would have ruined the display. To this day, 10 years after my divorce from Bop's grandson, his wedding picture still hangs on my bedroom wall.

10.25.08

Porch phone...

10.19.08 Shadow Shot Sunday

on a sunny day around 2:00, in my office, i get this lovely shadow on the wall right beside the computer from the birch tree out front....soon the leaves will be gone, and the shadows will just be of twigs

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10.16.08

Caleb welcomes me home. He's *much* better than he was, but still...not the same as before.

10.13.08

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. I've been remiss. I get it. Sometimes things overwhelm me and I hide. For better or worse, I think I've got a better handle on it, and I can come back out. A bit. I'm not gonna kill myself to post a picture a day here. There'll be one a couple times a week. Ish.

For today, you get the very front of my house...the changing and fallen leaves...the weeds...the potted plants the neighbor gave me that I never got planted...the mum-less planters on the side of the steps. The picture is a little sad to me, but it is what it is.