tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14492251818038380462024-03-14T01:17:34.749-07:00Weaving On A New LoomThis blog is the documentation of my 365 Days project.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.comBlogger339125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-19415457467036720632010-12-31T14:59:00.001-08:002010-12-31T18:02:09.507-08:00Finale: Day 365: Madeline Whiton McLain's Birthday<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5gobvr2qI/AAAAAAAADnI/0fMa70EDKao/s1600/IMGP9185.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5gobvr2qI/AAAAAAAADnI/0fMa70EDKao/s320/IMGP9185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556985237980568226" /></a><br /><br />OK, so to start off with on this final day of Weaving On a New Loom it is my niece Madeline's birthday. YAYAYY Maddie. Happy Birthday Dear!!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5hGSOs4GI/AAAAAAAADnY/2wiUTnjhavE/s1600/IMGP9233.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5hGSOs4GI/AAAAAAAADnY/2wiUTnjhavE/s320/IMGP9233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556985750822379618" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5hGFVYFwI/AAAAAAAADnQ/9Ni0dUuGkNU/s1600/IMGP9230.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5hGFVYFwI/AAAAAAAADnQ/9Ni0dUuGkNU/s320/IMGP9230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556985747360716546" /></a><br /><br />Then, before anything else I wanted to make sure you all knew Swimmer was healthy, happy and out in the remade coop with the others. She is laying an egg a day. And she is clearly still Emma's pet duck.<br /><br />I had lunch with an old pal today. Oh it was so nice to be able to reflect on the whole year. 2010 was hard for a lot of people. For some reason people had to face difficult circumstances, they had to find their real friends, they had to find health and they had to take it a day at a time. I took the opportunity of knowing I was walking into a round of grief to document this year. To display that grief is one part of a larger weaving. I think I did that, but I also have to acknowledge that it's really hard. Grief takes the wind out of your sails. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5ify0pQ1I/AAAAAAAADng/FyQcwpmwVqE/s1600/IMGP9166.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5ify0pQ1I/AAAAAAAADng/FyQcwpmwVqE/s320/IMGP9166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556987288579818322" /></a><br /><br />But community puts a lot of it back in. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5izmVYTvI/AAAAAAAADno/ZCoXx2b702w/s1600/IMGP9155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR5izmVYTvI/AAAAAAAADno/ZCoXx2b702w/s320/IMGP9155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556987628824841970" /></a><br /><br />What else? I tried to read the whole blog before tonight to see what the patterns were throughout the year. There are consistent characters and there are some patterns, I think, but not as clear cut as I thought would happen. It is true that the beauty in the world feeds me. That is pretty prevalent in this blog. I think I learned how to take a photograph during the year. There is some good poetry that I will pull from these pages. And I think I'm actually ending the year on a healthier note than I started it on. (That's impressive when you think of the last month for me.)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6JGpug6PI/AAAAAAAADoI/n-yNHojB8KE/s1600/IMGP9278.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6JGpug6PI/AAAAAAAADoI/n-yNHojB8KE/s320/IMGP9278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557029737594939634" /></a><br /><br />To end, thank you for following this blog this year. If you have any requests for copies of photos or you want to come to the show when it happens, leave me a message on this blog. I will check it periodically.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6K6kkcpnI/AAAAAAAADoY/tvTtTSlfhnw/s1600/IMGP9298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6K6kkcpnI/AAAAAAAADoY/tvTtTSlfhnw/s320/IMGP9298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557031729075365490" /></a><br /><br />In the meantime know that the process hasn't ended, the public part of it is changing shape. I now need to find some lone time and I think by March or so I can do a show. So, Happy New Year everyone, and take care of yourself.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6K6U0-UbI/AAAAAAAADoQ/QEN4EAH9yk8/s1600/IMGP9267.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR6K6U0-UbI/AAAAAAAADoQ/QEN4EAH9yk8/s320/IMGP9267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557031724849713586" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-20099846567268145742010-12-30T19:27:00.001-08:002010-12-30T19:33:39.638-08:00Day 364<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1Nwwm1I2I/AAAAAAAADmw/o9zGhtuVVpo/s1600/IMGP9143.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1Nwwm1I2I/AAAAAAAADmw/o9zGhtuVVpo/s320/IMGP9143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556683015321887586" /></a><br /><br />Ok, maybe it makes no sense to you, but to me it did. I spent the second to last day of this process learning how to print. Paul brought me his printer, we went out and got paper and ink, and we played. It was really fun. I had a really good time.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1ONOIchBI/AAAAAAAADnA/5NWz1yDT-xM/s1600/IMGP9133.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1ONOIchBI/AAAAAAAADnA/5NWz1yDT-xM/s320/IMGP9133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556683504283845650" /></a><br /><br />Tomorrow I will be intentional about shooting. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1OMwzOKEI/AAAAAAAADm4/7N6omL8_3vk/s1600/IMGP9130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TR1OMwzOKEI/AAAAAAAADm4/7N6omL8_3vk/s320/IMGP9130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556683496410196034" /></a><br /><br />But today I played with pictures, I also got to remember the beauty of the year. There was a lot of beauty. There was a lot of love. There was a lot of grief, and sorrow, and there was kindness and care. <br /><br />I am awfully lucky. <br /><br />Anyway, 364 Days.......... I'm pretty impressed.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-45018553271873058482010-12-29T15:17:00.001-08:002010-12-29T17:30:53.198-08:00Day 363<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvUT2LeybI/AAAAAAAADmI/elVjRN3wqWo/s1600/IMGP9121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvUT2LeybI/AAAAAAAADmI/elVjRN3wqWo/s320/IMGP9121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556268002717911474" /></a><br /><br />I spent a good portion of the day in a spa. YEP!!! We did aromatherapy steam, hottub, massage and Reiki. YUP!!! Need to do it once a month. Need to add another 30 min in the beginning. Really nice place. I'm happy tonight.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvU2ywV6cI/AAAAAAAADmQ/RtvRZxlC1gk/s1600/IMGP9116.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvU2ywV6cI/AAAAAAAADmQ/RtvRZxlC1gk/s320/IMGP9116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556268603094198722" /></a><br /><br />That took up a big part of the middle of the day. Afterwards we went out to a late lunch, so by the time I was ready to start shooting the light was crazy. So here's some shots with the new lens just before 4 pm.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvVX4iWbTI/AAAAAAAADmY/wiaqQ8VySMw/s1600/IMGP9120.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvVX4iWbTI/AAAAAAAADmY/wiaqQ8VySMw/s320/IMGP9120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556269171581807922" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvVmos_h3I/AAAAAAAADmo/VylhDWjpYcA/s1600/IMGP9122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRvVmos_h3I/AAAAAAAADmo/VylhDWjpYcA/s320/IMGP9122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556269425029515122" /></a><br /><br />This evening I have thrown away at least 300 photos from the year. I went through the month of March. I need to throw out more, but it is a good start. I also threw out over a garbage bag full of paper today. I'm beginning to be able to thin out in here, to simplify, to start a new, or at least fresh. I'm excited.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-21432356852347732772010-12-28T16:05:00.001-08:002010-12-28T16:16:50.369-08:00Day 362<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp7fEw4vNI/AAAAAAAADlg/bbJSazoUWbI/s1600/IMGP9087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp7fEw4vNI/AAAAAAAADlg/bbJSazoUWbI/s320/IMGP9087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555888864099876050" /></a><br /><br />Gerard, Rhys and I went to a photography store today and I bought my new lens and some new little toys that let me download photos once again. YAYAYAYAAYYAYAY!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp74ThFR7I/AAAAAAAADlw/ntDsft52dxM/s1600/IMGP9098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp74ThFR7I/AAAAAAAADlw/ntDsft52dxM/s320/IMGP9098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555889297556850610" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp73-bBB3I/AAAAAAAADlo/_LsTYPi3IE4/s1600/IMGP9096.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp73-bBB3I/AAAAAAAADlo/_LsTYPi3IE4/s320/IMGP9096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555889291894261618" /></a><br /><br />While I was sick I really thought I was going to have to throw photography out of my life again. I thought I'd never be able to focus again, neither with my eyes nor my brain. Oh my God, I thought, am I really just going to throw this whole thing out, forget I did it? And then today, I realized I had something to look forward to and I didn't just loose the whole thing to some hole in my brain. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp9VLYV11I/AAAAAAAADmA/kCTF6JVQleY/s1600/IMGP9104.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp9VLYV11I/AAAAAAAADmA/kCTF6JVQleY/s320/IMGP9104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555890893100537682" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp9UtmfPYI/AAAAAAAADl4/7IiPv9GjuW4/s1600/IMGP9102.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp9UtmfPYI/AAAAAAAADl4/7IiPv9GjuW4/s320/IMGP9102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555890885106810242" /></a><br /><br />The other thing I did this morning was read my journal from January 2010. Very interesting how intentional I was in the beginning of all this. I wrote some good stuff that I didn't post, I may have to do some editing for my final blog posting.<br />Very interesting.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-62161342694253470252010-12-27T15:52:00.000-08:002010-12-28T16:05:18.274-08:00Day 361<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp7JqbNIII/AAAAAAAADlY/1dBlJAOK2yM/s1600/IMGP9080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRp7JqbNIII/AAAAAAAADlY/1dBlJAOK2yM/s320/IMGP9080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555888496252362882" /></a><br />Went to Staples to find a cable, they don't carry them, I have to go to Hadley. Soon; before Saturday, promise. Today the pictures would have been of snow. It snowed for real today. I woke up to snowplows. I did get out of here for an hour or so, but for the most part I worked on this blog. I reread July and August. That was hard. <br /><br />This aging stuff is too hard, and I'm not 60 yet. I am definitely going back to the Y this week. I need the pool. <br /><br />So I have been thinking about pulling this to a close. I think it is important for me to find a different venue for my photos and to go back to writing seriously. I am disappointed in how much writing I did this year, so I know I'll do more in 2011. I'll try to do a reading this year. And I will definitely do a picture show. I think the pictures will say something as a whole. I'm curious about the process, I'm excited by the idea.<br /><br />I'm grateful that people have read this blog.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-19468208314309481462010-12-26T17:35:00.000-08:002010-12-26T17:46:39.296-08:00Day 360<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRfvtrfH7GI/AAAAAAAADlQ/9J-7E45vm88/s1600/chritmas%2Bcard.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRfvtrfH7GI/AAAAAAAADlQ/9J-7E45vm88/s320/chritmas%2Bcard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555172233431215202" /></a><br /><br />by Emma<br /><br />I have had a good day. It is snowing, the first real snow of the season. I got up this morning, talked to friends on the phone and got a little time alone with Ember and then went to the Coop for lunch. <br /><br />I am back to being myself. I feel much better and I think one more night going to bed early will be quite helpful. Tomorrow I'm supposed to get up and see a nutritionist. I'm not sure I'll be able to get out of my driveway, but I do feel as though my new life is starting. <br /><br />I am so grateful for friends who are just there. They help me feel more anchored. I need to feel anchored at the moment. <br /><br />I am so grateful for family that wants me to be part of their lives. I want to be part of their lives, too. I get to see Jason and Claudia this week. <br /><br />I am so grateful for clementines.<br /><br />So, I hope I can get a cable to download photos from my camera to my laptop tomorrow. I'll try and then the last 5 days of this project can be back together again. I am going to stop though. I feel as though I will have accomplished what I set out to do and that the next stage will take place. I'll let ya know what that is. Meanwhile, sleep well all!.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-54274033996456575532010-12-25T17:39:00.000-08:002010-12-25T17:51:02.975-08:00Day 359: Merry Christmas<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRadJsDuThI/AAAAAAAADk4/Qy1YrfVbhgU/s1600/IMGP9034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRadJsDuThI/AAAAAAAADk4/Qy1YrfVbhgU/s320/IMGP9034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554799980179246610" /></a><br /><br />It has been a wonderful 24 hours. I had a lovely Christmas Eve with old friends. It felt peaceful and calm and kind. We all needed those things. Not to mention the food was great. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRad1O2NmCI/AAAAAAAADlI/WYFw44elMXk/s1600/IMGP9037.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRad1O2NmCI/AAAAAAAADlI/WYFw44elMXk/s320/IMGP9037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554800728252192802" /></a><br /><br />I slept well last night, too. And just maybe my body is beginning to feel more like itself again. I cannot believe how sick I got, but I know it was a signal. I am taking heed. I am paying attention. I am spending the month of January on me. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRad07alt2I/AAAAAAAADlA/SjYQ-p8xyo4/s1600/IMGP9002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TRad07alt2I/AAAAAAAADlA/SjYQ-p8xyo4/s320/IMGP9002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554800723036059490" /></a><br /><br />I love my Goddaughters, I know no one whose been following this knew that, but today I saw them both. They both make me happy. Kora's not a kid any longer, but she is a lovely person who I just like being with a lot. And Emma is turning away from being a little kid and is developing such a wonderful sense of humor and a sense of others. She is wonderful to be with, too. I feel anchored to my life around her.<br /><br />Christmas is supposed to be a time that we take stock in what we do have. I'm very rich with good friends. I am covered in red velvet. I feel very lucky and blessed tonight. I hug all those I love and wish you a Merry Christmas and a lovely sleep tonight.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-46798472496677884322010-12-23T17:41:00.000-08:002010-12-23T17:47:37.532-08:00Day 357Only 8 more days. Oh my God...<br /><br />My phone broke down, too, today. My technology equipment is falling apart, kinda like my body did. Oh well, I bought a new phone and I will set it up tomorrow. Tonight I had dinner in a civilized adult fashion with a friend in a restaurant. Must be an indication of regaining health. Tomorrow I will be at Annie's for Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning. I'm so glad I have this tradition that will stay in place. I need something secure and routine. I'm looking forward to just being there in a pretty place with people I love. <br /><br />Meanwhile I feel like the picture taking project crashed, but I really do think I will pull it out of the hole before the end of the year. Today I let my battery completely drain. Very odd, I haven't done that since this spring, but because I've used it so infrequently this month, I was not prepared. <br /><br />Anyway, I promise.... something good before the end. Merry Christmas everyone.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-55267656452254712042010-12-22T16:58:00.000-08:002010-12-22T17:00:35.071-08:00Day 356Tomorrow I will try to find a way to download some of my photos. 9 more days and my equipment blows. Pretty strange.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-51173935049026370402010-12-21T16:18:00.000-08:002010-12-21T16:23:20.260-08:00Day 355It's kinda crazy, but my computer has decided to stop reading photo cards. Today is the first day in almost 3 weeks that I actually took pictures and my computer has decided to stop reading the cards, no warning, just stopped.<br /><br />And it is Tuesday night and another no writing night. December just got blown out of the water, period. But maybe I can write a little tonight. Maybe I have something in my heart that can be written. hmmm<br /><br />I wish I'd been able to see the eclipse last night. We were way too clouded over. But I think if I had seen it it would have given me a sense of hope. I need a little sign of hope at the moment. I'm looking, don't worry, but it would have been cool to see that on the Winter Solstice at the end of this year and decade. Oh well....Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-32640033646327988292010-12-20T15:20:00.000-08:002010-12-20T16:00:10.534-08:00Day 354: The Winter Solstice<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_tNXUucMI/AAAAAAAADkc/GGoLarIN2E8/s1600/IMGP8941.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_tNXUucMI/AAAAAAAADkc/GGoLarIN2E8/s320/IMGP8941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552917679426138306" /></a><br /><br />Today is the shortest day of the year. There will also be a total eclipse of the moon tonight, and meteor showers are expected. I wish I had the energy to wake up at 3 a.m. and see it, but I have hardly enough energy to walk to my car after 5 hours of work. Yes, I returned to work today and caught up on some things. I missed the last week of classes so all my students are gone and I didn't get to congratulate them on a job well done. No, many things got left behind this month as I slept away this infection. What an odd way to end this year?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_tWlquwsI/AAAAAAAADkk/EqlraiSTV9Q/s1600/IMGP8945.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_tWlquwsI/AAAAAAAADkk/EqlraiSTV9Q/s320/IMGP8945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552917837895353026" /></a><br /><br />But I do have 11 more days, so maybe, keep your fingers crossed, I can do something to pull it back up. I have to admit I am in the now and not very reflective, and my creative spark is just beginning to tickle a little again. I may do it. You wait and see. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_t53Jm7HI/AAAAAAAADks/qqEnNqr37cw/s1600/IMGP8951.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ_t53Jm7HI/AAAAAAAADks/qqEnNqr37cw/s320/IMGP8951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552918443883687026" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-79256263445774138992010-12-18T14:44:00.000-08:002010-12-18T16:05:18.707-08:00Day 352<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ1LnPlsuBI/AAAAAAAADkU/J45g5d5yAxg/s1600/IMGP8940.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQ1LnPlsuBI/AAAAAAAADkU/J45g5d5yAxg/s320/IMGP8940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552177053189322770" /></a><br /><br />Well, it is the week before Christmas and all through the house not a creature's been stirring, not even a mouse. Today I had enough energy to do a week's worth of dishes and realize I don't remember much of the past week. Oh I hate that feeling. I feel like I've been jipped and I've been vulnerable. Spooky. But still, I am alive. I am altered though, My state of consciousness is not back to normal and I am so very grateful for good friends and family who are watching my back .<br /><br />I took the camera out with me today, but I have to tell you I am not really seeing yet. That skill of catching the important thing out of the corner of my eye is not present at the moment and what sits in its place is over sensitive eyes, which are no good for photography. So I'll download the 2 or 3 shots I took, but know I am not back yet.<br /><br />I wish this illness had held out a couple weeks, although, no I don't, this way I will be healthy on Christmas Eve, which is important to me. I have been celebrating Christmas Eve with Annie, Matt and Kora and friends for at least 10 years now. It's an important day for me. <br /><br />Alright, tomorrow is a new day. I still have a few shopping days left and I think I know what I want to get and it's got to keep going up from here, really!Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-32864014756833866162010-12-17T15:39:00.001-08:002010-12-17T16:49:21.273-08:00Day 351<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQwDhrPtrfI/AAAAAAAADkE/RdwITu9x_8c/s1600/IMGP8933.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQwDhrPtrfI/AAAAAAAADkE/RdwITu9x_8c/s320/IMGP8933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551816317720178162" /></a><br /><br />I am alive. I actually made a foray out into the world today someplace other than a doctor's office. The last time that was true was 10 days ago. Scary, if I didn't have such good friends it would be terrifying, but I do, so it is only scary. Yes I was scared.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQwEIw3df1I/AAAAAAAADkM/x_rwNczuQO8/s1600/IMGP8932.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQwEIw3df1I/AAAAAAAADkM/x_rwNczuQO8/s320/IMGP8932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551816989243965266" /></a><br /><br />I hope tomorrow starts a new life. I hope that I begin to set healthy things back into order. It is hard to just lie down and not move especially when you have the kind of imagination that I have. Tomorrow I will bring good cheer into the house and I will try to take some pictures, a little shopping,maybe, maybe not. A little singing would be good. I will take it slowly, don't worry.<br /><br />Until then, sweet dreams everyone, and I truly do believe I'm back.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-6632991047887905642010-12-13T15:10:00.001-08:002010-12-13T15:13:44.994-08:00Day 347<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQaoFkQGKOI/AAAAAAAADj0/WObFuzyD2w8/s1600/IMGP8925.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQaoFkQGKOI/AAAAAAAADj0/WObFuzyD2w8/s320/IMGP8925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550308404364716258" /></a><br /><br />The computer is still too hard for me to work on.<br /><br />I'll be back soon, but not tonight. <br /><br />Love you all.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQaohoXB2GI/AAAAAAAADj8/MlQT0jCcfNU/s1600/IMGP8919.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQaohoXB2GI/AAAAAAAADj8/MlQT0jCcfNU/s320/IMGP8919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550308886503872610" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-78061533736426040802010-12-09T14:19:00.000-08:002010-12-10T07:42:14.326-08:00Day 343The truth is that grief does take over at somepoint and make you sit and pay attention to it. That's whats happening to me this week. I wish my body had waited another week though so that I wasn't missing time with students. But there is no way I can work at the moment. <br /><br />Went to the doctor today and she did tests to make sure I don't have a bacterial infection. I have a history of them so she was making sure. Everybody please think positive thoughts that this is just a flu. <br /><br />Being sick makes me so depressed. I am so bad at it. I realized I started this blog off sick. So odd. I feel good about certain things that I've done this year for myself, but other things I'm not proud of. I have to create a new routine so that I get healthy again and no more of these colds every 6 weeks, that is ridiculous. <br /><br />I did get brought flowers today. I did take one photo of them. I need to take 2 more photos before the end of the day. Of what?Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-24320333024143343402010-12-08T15:01:00.000-08:002010-12-09T06:54:06.929-08:00Day 342<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQDtZ_lBFNI/AAAAAAAADjs/BsbjWOagkK0/s1600/IMGP8917.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQDtZ_lBFNI/AAAAAAAADjs/BsbjWOagkK0/s320/IMGP8917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548695771739657426" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQDtXnWc1HI/AAAAAAAADjk/vVZFJ1uS3Fw/s1600/IMGP8909.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TQDtXnWc1HI/AAAAAAAADjk/vVZFJ1uS3Fw/s320/IMGP8909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548695730876372082" /></a><br /><br />I have tried very hard today to figure out a way I could keep things going. I did manage to shoot a couple of photos of my sick bay here. This is the nastiest flu I've had in over 10 years. Seriously! At four this morning my body wasn't producing any heat on its own and I piled my bed up with the majority of the quilts in the house shaking the whole time. It was miserable and pathetic. Hear my whine.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-56890490518095414352010-12-07T16:24:00.001-08:002010-12-07T16:27:45.087-08:00Day 341<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP7QZb4MT8I/AAAAAAAADjc/JjgSLbKG-i8/s1600/IMGP8908.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP7QZb4MT8I/AAAAAAAADjc/JjgSLbKG-i8/s320/IMGP8908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548100926365781954" /></a><br /><br />These are literally the two photos I shot today. Pathetic. I have a bad fever. I hate fevers. I hate being ill. I hate asking for help and I hate feeling sorry for myself. I have experienced all of these things tonight.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP7QY79o_zI/AAAAAAAADjU/s20HBFauuMs/s1600/IMGP8907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP7QY79o_zI/AAAAAAAADjU/s20HBFauuMs/s320/IMGP8907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548100917798698802" /></a><br /><br />Tomorrow!Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-51581116595515092872010-12-06T16:55:00.001-08:002010-12-06T17:02:55.481-08:00Day 340<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2GGZyCMDI/AAAAAAAADi0/-bl86Lyklf0/s1600/IMGP8879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2GGZyCMDI/AAAAAAAADi0/-bl86Lyklf0/s320/IMGP8879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547737760548401202" /></a><br /><br />25 more days. <br />I am awestruck by how fast and how slow this year went. The month of August did not exist, did it? I remember none of it unless I think specifically about something, such as watching herons land in front of me or barnacles that lined the beaches at low tide. The month of March was forever. Do you remember that cold wet snow? The year has been full of strong weather and high emotions. It is almost over.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HJl_zavI/AAAAAAAADjE/vjNM8p-_DxU/s1600/IMGP8882.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HJl_zavI/AAAAAAAADjE/vjNM8p-_DxU/s320/IMGP8882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547738914878614258" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HJch38aI/AAAAAAAADi8/bmd1rRCLDtw/s1600/IMGP8876.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HJch38aI/AAAAAAAADi8/bmd1rRCLDtw/s320/IMGP8876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547738912337162658" /></a><br /><br /><br />Does anyone want to see something specific laid out in a continuous line? It's fascinating: the ducks, the redwood tree??? <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HkFtK9nI/AAAAAAAADjM/JiNLxIwF4w8/s1600/IMGP8895.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TP2HkFtK9nI/AAAAAAAADjM/JiNLxIwF4w8/s320/IMGP8895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547739370066998898" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-56452257283314013362010-12-05T17:35:00.000-08:002010-12-05T17:46:36.221-08:00Day 339<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw9-tlPAsI/AAAAAAAADiM/HizlffjhUQ8/s1600/IMGP8854.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw9-tlPAsI/AAAAAAAADiM/HizlffjhUQ8/s320/IMGP8854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547376988610560706" /></a><br /><br />It is Sunday night. Geoff, Edite and I went to DiPaolo's for dinner and it was extremely good tonight, and we didn't overeat. Amazing!!!. I needed to do a Sunday night come together family type thing. I need to know I have friends and family. I know to some that sounds pretty funny, but sometimes, especially on Sunday nights, especially on Sunday nights when I'm having an existential crisis, I need reassurance. Tonight was one of those nights. And they are there. Thank God! (or the Goddess)<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw_Q88zjcI/AAAAAAAADic/3FoBBZwk7tc/s1600/IMGP8867.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw_Q88zjcI/AAAAAAAADic/3FoBBZwk7tc/s320/IMGP8867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547378401485229506" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw_Q38OKeI/AAAAAAAADiU/KBHRg86G9kw/s1600/IMGP8863.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPw_Q38OKeI/AAAAAAAADiU/KBHRg86G9kw/s320/IMGP8863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547378400140601826" /></a><br /><br /><br />OK, so I've become a more intentional photographer. I shoot less and I aim for certain times of day and certain subjects. In the beginning of this project I shot the boring and common everyday blah stuff, too. I've stopped, it really is blah stuff and not interesting to document. Also there are clear patterns in my photography and I think it would be really cool to treat it as data and have people respond to it. I'm working on an idea. I'll keep you informed.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPxAMgVxPbI/AAAAAAAADik/GkdaCmuQ-q0/s1600/IMGP8861.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPxAMgVxPbI/AAAAAAAADik/GkdaCmuQ-q0/s320/IMGP8861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547379424597458354" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPxAM1goZ_I/AAAAAAAADis/rvwj4WKkPjQ/s1600/IMGP8862.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPxAM1goZ_I/AAAAAAAADis/rvwj4WKkPjQ/s320/IMGP8862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547379430280161266" /></a><br /><br />Anybody want to guess what this is?Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-74913238552068837662010-12-04T16:32:00.000-08:002010-12-14T11:28:32.686-08:00Day 338<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrd_Yn7WzI/AAAAAAAADhU/GLornubIvKI/s1600/IMGP8807.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrd_Yn7WzI/AAAAAAAADhU/GLornubIvKI/s320/IMGP8807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546989972071602994" /></a><br /><br />Christmas Season is upon us, the traffic has doubled. Every church in the valley had a tagsale or bizarre today. All tables at Barnes and Noble were taken. I'm doing a survey. What was your favorite book of 2010? So far Isabel Allende is winning. How do you spell it? Mine was Water For Elephants, although I may have actrually read it in 2009. I find it fascinating that I don't talk about books at all in this blog when they take up an eighth of my life.<br /><br />Michelle and I don't get to see each other enough. Although she is much younger than me we have a lot in common and find it really easy to talk with each other. Today we got to hang out and we went to Barnes and Noble.<br />I also went to look for a new lens, but unfortunately I have to go to the big mall to get a Pentax... Maybe I'll do that tomorrow. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1h12m3I/AAAAAAAADh0/Nmmn3uPhKno/s1600/IMGP8829.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1h12m3I/AAAAAAAADh0/Nmmn3uPhKno/s320/IMGP8829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546992001770494834" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1Q33AnI/AAAAAAAADhs/h1aH3HQqRio/s1600/IMGP8828.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1Q33AnI/AAAAAAAADhs/h1aH3HQqRio/s320/IMGP8828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546991997215507058" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1C5oCBI/AAAAAAAADhk/4xvQJFdQVMo/s1600/IMGP8832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrf1C5oCBI/AAAAAAAADhk/4xvQJFdQVMo/s320/IMGP8832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546991993464817682" /></a><br /><br />So you know I've been thinking about this spiritual stuff a lot recently, and it comes in all forms for me. Today I left Michelle and went up to Emma's school where she and her friends and mother were helping at the school's Holiday Rumpus. The fourth graders have an exhibit up on things the made and wrote defining what "hope" means to them. Emma made a God's eye and wrote the following:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrghW9OpfI/AAAAAAAADh8/mXcdPyjSJ9k/s1600/IMGP8838.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrghW9OpfI/AAAAAAAADh8/mXcdPyjSJ9k/s320/IMGP8838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546992754762884594" /></a><br /><br />It maybe a little simple, but I think it is appropriate for where I am at these days. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrg263rJlI/AAAAAAAADiE/QmRHjpVF_Wo/s1600/IMGP8845.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPrg263rJlI/AAAAAAAADiE/QmRHjpVF_Wo/s320/IMGP8845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546993125180515922" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-90109230950479857632010-12-03T16:32:00.001-08:002010-12-03T17:01:12.901-08:00Day 337<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmMN304WgI/AAAAAAAADgk/IBquF0UNDAI/s1600/IMGP8797.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmMN304WgI/AAAAAAAADgk/IBquF0UNDAI/s320/IMGP8797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546618586035411458" /></a><br /><br />This was left for me today as a multiholiday present. It was made by a friend's son who I know through school. He is a gifted artist. visit his website at www.noahrocklandmiller.com His stuff is beautiful. He shows in Amherst, but you can explore his work on line. This gift gave several times over, but it is me who gets to keep it on her dresser. I asked for the hummingbird in honor of my attempts at bringing hummingbird into my life this summer, mainly through photography. <br />Thanks, Dave! I love it.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmQzuBRcNI/AAAAAAAADgs/ibNC-C7d-HY/s1600/IMGP8740.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmQzuBRcNI/AAAAAAAADgs/ibNC-C7d-HY/s320/IMGP8740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546623634284572882" /></a><br /><br />I'm still not well, and I've heard from colleagues that this thing can turn bad all of a sudden. Many people have had earaches and vertigo. My ear is definitely vulnerable. Oh well, I'll be good this weekend. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmRWsyVZGI/AAAAAAAADg0/lYWHBW73RZw/s1600/IMGP8750.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmRWsyVZGI/AAAAAAAADg0/lYWHBW73RZw/s320/IMGP8750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624235248903266" /></a><br /><br />Today I drove to the airport and back again. It gave me time to think and then to mull my thoughts over with a good friend. What we were talking about was the need to find a spiritual centeredness, a comfort that allows one to just do the things one needs to do to take care of oneself. It's hard in this world. Life is challenging for people and drama is happening all around. To find space for oneself is hard. But I think it is my new journey and I may find it through creativity.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSbKY9KAI/AAAAAAAADhM/wMWDF1YovB0/s1600/IMGP8792.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSbKY9KAI/AAAAAAAADhM/wMWDF1YovB0/s320/IMGP8792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625411426625538" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSasGCi5I/AAAAAAAADhE/WAM7UIhYBsg/s1600/IMGP8781.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSasGCi5I/AAAAAAAADhE/WAM7UIhYBsg/s320/IMGP8781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625403294223250" /></a><br /><br />I went and priced mats and frames today for 20 11x14 s.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSaa0nIuI/AAAAAAAADg8/wC3MaMznH10/s1600/IMGP8775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPmSaa0nIuI/AAAAAAAADg8/wC3MaMznH10/s320/IMGP8775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546625398657721058" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-67132332251890749262010-12-02T15:43:00.001-08:002010-12-02T16:05:45.634-08:00Day 336<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgvMAJaekI/AAAAAAAADfs/8PXMe_Yuzac/s1600/IMGP8677.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgvMAJaekI/AAAAAAAADfs/8PXMe_Yuzac/s320/IMGP8677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546234824351185474" /></a><br /><br />I'm going back to acupressure.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgxpgzo0SI/AAAAAAAADf0/MxN5OaqVRF4/s1600/IMGP8680.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgxpgzo0SI/AAAAAAAADf0/MxN5OaqVRF4/s320/IMGP8680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546237530357682466" /></a><br /><br />Just so everyone knows, once that sunrise diminished it was a cold and sunny day today. Last year our first big storm was on Dec. 3rd, I think we'll make it past that. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgyItyBGmI/AAAAAAAADf8/I0QFMvEoxnI/s1600/IMGP8690.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgyItyBGmI/AAAAAAAADf8/I0QFMvEoxnI/s320/IMGP8690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546238066416491106" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgyQleTJ2I/AAAAAAAADgE/ixswnSmFk9A/s1600/IMGP8706.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgyQleTJ2I/AAAAAAAADgE/ixswnSmFk9A/s320/IMGP8706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546238201625257826" /></a><br /><br />Noah's been in my blog a couple times this week, that's cause I'm really happy for him. He is one of my students, but he is also family in a circuitous way. He is an employee and friend of Tristan's, and we all know that the Tolenos are my 2nd family. So that makes me and Noah family. Did you get that? Good. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzclXUAEI/AAAAAAAADgc/H9fKb1a3z-8/s1600/IMGP8735.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzclXUAEI/AAAAAAAADgc/H9fKb1a3z-8/s320/IMGP8735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546239507266011202" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzb-9vBzI/AAAAAAAADgU/tQ-claZjfLc/s1600/IMGP8720.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzb-9vBzI/AAAAAAAADgU/tQ-claZjfLc/s320/IMGP8720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546239496958183218" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday I did a lot of thinking about the process of sharing this year. I am definitely going to do an open house gallery exhibit. It's happening. I'll let people know that date etc. as soon as I get it. Meanwhile, I have to chose the photos to use in the exhibit. My choices are different daily, totally dependent on my mood. It will be very interesting to figure out how to make the final choice. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzbcfznbI/AAAAAAAADgM/ygZOBnW4AaM/s1600/IMGP8716.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPgzbcfznbI/AAAAAAAADgM/ygZOBnW4AaM/s320/IMGP8716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546239487705849266" /></a><br /><br />I am so happy watching Emma swim. She is so happy and focused. I love it. I'm getting back in the water this month. PROMISE.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-62152868936361190842010-12-01T19:00:00.000-08:002010-12-01T19:11:18.923-08:00Day 335<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMDXUuKmI/AAAAAAAADe0/YW7BkAVEGFo/s1600/IMGP8640.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMDXUuKmI/AAAAAAAADe0/YW7BkAVEGFo/s320/IMGP8640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545914718070123106" /></a><br /><br />This is my 4th cold in 6 months; enough is enough. Everything was dream like today. It was pouring. It was raw and there was little light nor color. I spent part of it creating my own.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMreQcoMI/AAAAAAAADfM/wT8SaI3718Y/s1600/IMGP8661.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMreQcoMI/AAAAAAAADfM/wT8SaI3718Y/s320/IMGP8661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545915407126012098" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMqCSCH4I/AAAAAAAADfE/X-BVS2YQ0YQ/s1600/IMGP8659.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMqCSCH4I/AAAAAAAADfE/X-BVS2YQ0YQ/s320/IMGP8659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545915382436601730" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMp_iBWsI/AAAAAAAADe8/L5ua-avNI7s/s1600/IMGP8658.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcMp_iBWsI/AAAAAAAADe8/L5ua-avNI7s/s320/IMGP8658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545915381698353858" /></a><br /><br />I worked on this project almost the entire day. I loved it. I read through May and I threw out a lot of photos. There's a lot of work here and I feel as though I can focus in on it again. Very cool. I'm really excited by it. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNSw3LRII/AAAAAAAADfc/XuM6TzKRDp8/s1600/IMGP8641.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNSw3LRII/AAAAAAAADfc/XuM6TzKRDp8/s320/IMGP8641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545916082135188610" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNSD1G3KI/AAAAAAAADfU/1vhEcg7x76k/s1600/IMGP8643.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNSD1G3KI/AAAAAAAADfU/1vhEcg7x76k/s320/IMGP8643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545916070046915746" /></a><br /><br />Important discussions were happening all around, too. Friends meeting friends and comforting and confronting, places were filled at noontime. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNxiK0D-I/AAAAAAAADfk/IxVz_lgVvNw/s1600/IMGP8675.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPcNxiK0D-I/AAAAAAAADfk/IxVz_lgVvNw/s320/IMGP8675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545916610766966754" /></a><br /><br />And a late dinner with David. And now I must sleep.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-2350736449808133252010-11-30T16:14:00.001-08:002010-11-30T16:32:32.385-08:00Day 334<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWTrxx27iI/AAAAAAAADeM/F1feOgvRytM/s1600/IMGP8617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWTrxx27iI/AAAAAAAADeM/F1feOgvRytM/s320/IMGP8617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545500896482749986" /></a><br /><br />OK, the last day of the second to last month.... hmmmm.. It was a horrible photo day, but not a bad personal day. I got to eat lunch off campus with a friend and feel like a human being. That's always a good thing. I saw a lot of students today which always makes me like my job more. So that was good. I've caught cold, not so good. Oh well, overall it was an ok day.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVMikF8nI/AAAAAAAADek/EosQKZ5I8bw/s1600/IMGP8626.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVMikF8nI/AAAAAAAADek/EosQKZ5I8bw/s320/IMGP8626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545502558845792882" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVMBTdiaI/AAAAAAAADec/MouqdXwgQxQ/s1600/IMGP8634.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVMBTdiaI/AAAAAAAADec/MouqdXwgQxQ/s320/IMGP8634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545502549917665698" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVL-sCIEI/AAAAAAAADeU/ESLzLs7zDT8/s1600/IMGP8628.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWVL-sCIEI/AAAAAAAADeU/ESLzLs7zDT8/s320/IMGP8628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545502549215420482" /></a><br /><br /><br />I wanted to find color today, but what I realized I was really looking for was light. There was no real light today. I woke up pretty early and the sun was rising and it was lovely over the neighbor's garage. I haven't taken that shot in a while, but because of where the sun sat when I got up, I was able to get it. <br /><br />After I got out of work it was just dreary and I started to look for bright color. I only found a branch of winter berries. Sweet, but not completely fulfilling. I think that shape and texture begin to get essential in the winter. I'll watch for that in December. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWWN7VtS3I/AAAAAAAADes/hJnqhXBpSTo/s1600/best%2Bof%2BNovember2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPWWN7VtS3I/AAAAAAAADes/hJnqhXBpSTo/s320/best%2Bof%2BNovember2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545503682187840370" /></a><br /><br />I'm not sure how many photographs I have taken in 334 days. A lot! I'm still excited by them and I know what lens I'm going to buy to start a new level of exploration with the camera. I feel really good about the learning part of this process, it has been exciting and fun.<br /><br />In December I will try to be more attentive to completion. I'm not exactly sure what that will look like, but I am beginning to get prepared for a final product. December will not be that product, for it will be a part of the whole, but it will begin to define the product. I still think Spring Equinox gallery opening..... look for the announcement.Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1449225181803838046.post-36261648134403309172010-11-29T16:29:00.001-08:002010-11-29T17:30:29.758-08:00Day 333<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRFmqX6NHI/AAAAAAAADdM/PL7TOz_Gdnc/s1600/IMGP8576.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRFmqX6NHI/AAAAAAAADdM/PL7TOz_Gdnc/s320/IMGP8576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545133571711841394" /></a><br /><br />I really do want to try to describe grief, but what is clear to me is that it is easier to describe it when it is in the abstract. When it is concrete it is too close to put into words, well, atleast for me it is. We have not met at writing in three weeks. I haven't had any place to practice, all the writing I've been doing is right here on this blog. That makes it a little more difficult. But I have today and tomorrow left in November and then one more month. I will count down the last 31 days. Anyway, to pull some threads together; 1) the frost was thick this morning when I woke up. By the time I got to work it was cold but it was blue.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRG8hpfA0I/AAAAAAAADdc/YklnfCle_FE/s1600/IMGP8592.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRG8hpfA0I/AAAAAAAADdc/YklnfCle_FE/s320/IMGP8592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545135046838387522" /></a><br /><br />By the time I got out of work it was already dusk. Winter is here. We now have 3 - 4 months of white, grey and blue with an occasional pink. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRG8ZNaliI/AAAAAAAADdU/lSBX2uWi7Hs/s1600/IMGP8579.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRG8ZNaliI/AAAAAAAADdU/lSBX2uWi7Hs/s320/IMGP8579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545135044573173282" /></a><br /><br />I talked to my brother Paul when I got out of work and he convinced me to go out and seek what light there was left. So I did. Here are the results. These were all taken in Colrain.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIBe27mPI/AAAAAAAADd8/uQ9bOO4dMJA/s1600/IMGP8599.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIBe27mPI/AAAAAAAADd8/uQ9bOO4dMJA/s320/IMGP8599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545136231500454130" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIBD8DAgI/AAAAAAAADd0/yVyUB3a26q0/s1600/IMGP8600.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIBD8DAgI/AAAAAAAADd0/yVyUB3a26q0/s320/IMGP8600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545136224274153986" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIA4yLAjI/AAAAAAAADds/xGpFrLtKp6Q/s1600/IMGP8611.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRIA4yLAjI/AAAAAAAADds/xGpFrLtKp6Q/s320/IMGP8611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545136221279945266" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRH_JwuDeI/AAAAAAAADdk/k3uE9G1H7D0/s1600/IMGP8615.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRH_JwuDeI/AAAAAAAADdk/k3uE9G1H7D0/s320/IMGP8615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545136191477517794" /></a><br /><br /><br />That hole I mentioned last night, and a way to fill it without harming oneself, I guess that's a spiritual question and it is that realm that is so personal and not easy to put in this blog, although it is a large part of grief. I hope that by day 365 I state my understanding of the answer to the question, but until then you'll have to think upon the question yourself and mull over the photos and poems; do they give you insight into living with grief?<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRTnAT81qI/AAAAAAAADeE/xjVueFunY8E/s1600/IMGP8602.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wlpNlzYcpmQ/TPRTnAT81qI/AAAAAAAADeE/xjVueFunY8E/s320/IMGP8602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545148970763605666" /></a>Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09258258962360245381noreply@blogger.com1