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12/31/2012

Till then ...

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      You Have to Be Careful

  
  You have to be careful telling things.
  Some ears are tunnels.
  Your words will go in and get lost in the dark.
  Some ears are flat pans like the miners used
  looking for gold.
  What you say will be washed out with the stones.
  
  You look for a long time till you find the right ears.
  Till then, there are birds and lamps to be spoken to,
  a patient cloth rubbing shine in circles,
  and the slow, gradually growing possibility
  that when you find such ears
  they already know.


      ~ Naomi Shihab Nye




my very last
for 2012 ...

warmest wishes for a wonderful new year.




12/28/2012

Not just another toe walker ...

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... hanging eight,
he's speedier than the dickens.

Cowabunga!



Mission accomplished.
This might also be called, chickadee-as-Ferrari.

Fooling around with mirror images ~
must be all the gray days making me positively loopy,
playing tricks with my imagination.
I used to live in San Francisco. Several days a week
I drove across the Golden Gate Bridge for work.
Can I help it if I see
commuter chickadees zooming through the bridge girders?

Life in the fast lane
when you weigh two ounces. 

Gee, aren't you glad you stopped by here today  ;>]]

: : :


For a fascinating look at some other digitigrades (toe walkers), sole movers, and toenail travelers
click HERE.








12/25/2012

Serendipity with a single keystroke

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My thought was to compose a lovely, ethereal tree photo for a Christmas post ...

The roast was cooking, the dogs were fed, a bottle of red
opened, poured and  emptying  being enjoyed.  And then came some spare minutes to play with photos.
This always works best when I have no preconceived notions of an outcome ... 
it's so much better that way (giving up control)
but I have to say, this happy accident 
takes the cake.

With one mistaken keystroke  this  popped up ...


my mind FLEW!
What had I done???
Here was a quilt of my tree,
a  mosaic,  tree-ness broken into thousands of pieces;
I saw a  graphic map  for intricate stitching,
maybe a pattern  sketch  for weaving cloth,
some  boro pieces  on a faded ground.

It was all of these things
and I had no idea how I got here.



This was the tree I was working on.
Tentatively, I began to hit the "undo" button
and traced backwards to see where I'd come from.

Then I began to wonder ... what if I try to make this happen again  on purpose?






Just some used twine from dyeing bundles this summer,
wrapped now around a new idea.


May serendipity lead us all astray.

  







12/21/2012

12/19/2012

12/17/2012

Baby, it's cold outside

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Can't let a little bit of weather stop the training, so we
move inside for the winter ...
gotta keep your paws warm when you're workin' on the fancy turns.
Never know when you might need some of 'em ...
like in February,
when we might be competing in our first agility trial.

yup.  I really just said that.







Warm thanks to Bev Korse for her original photo:
altered with FX Photo Studio and Snapseed.





12/15/2012