Friday, May 09, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Friday, May 02, 2008
time to play
“We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” ~George Bernard Shaw
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
in the heat of the moment
11:15PM
Should I have offered help? Should I have asked some questions? These are the thoughts running through my mind as a result of two kids (14-16 yrs. old) who opened our gate, and ran through and around our yard.
A hot day resulted in open windows tonight, which is how I heard the gate. Since we weren't expecting anyone (and it was after 9:30PM), I thought it was the orange kitty jumping over the fence. A few minutes later I hear one boy say to the other, "let's go" and then run down the side of our house. I looked out the front window and saw that the gate was open (I know it had been closed because I had been outside an hour before checking the mail). I closed the gate and then ran through the house to the back and looked out the window, one of them saw me and started to run back to the front yard. I ran to the front and turned on the light, when he got there I said, "what are you doing? get the f*** out of our yard!" And he did, leaving the gate open behind him - of course. As he ran, I yelled behind him something about seeing his face and he'd better stay "the f***" out of our yard - blah, blah.
Meanwhile, when I was in the back (looking out the window) Jeff wanted to know what was wrong. I told him and he ran out the back door and yelled something in that direction. I don't know what he yelled because I was too busy yelling to hear him yelling.
In hindsight, I wonder what they were up to. Was it innocent? Were they just hiding from friends? Playing a game? Or were they running from trouble? Could it have been trouble they caused, or danger trouble? If it were danger trouble wouldn't he have asked for help? He didn't say a word, he just looked surprised, ran out through the gate and then East down the sidewalk. His friend met up with him in the yard next door and one said to the other, "let's get out of here" (oddly, in a calm tone of voice).
Anyway, I reacted in a surprising (to me) way. I didn't think before reacting. I was angry that they had been in our yard. I suspected that they had been standing in our yard, looking through our window - invading our privacy and possibly stealing items from our property in the back. That's a big issue and I won't tolerate that kind of situation. Still, after the fact, I felt bad that I had yelled at them (I mean, what if they were in need of help?), and used bad language to boot. SIGH. {rolling my eyes}
Should I have offered help? Should I have asked some questions? These are the thoughts running through my mind as a result of two kids (14-16 yrs. old) who opened our gate, and ran through and around our yard.
A hot day resulted in open windows tonight, which is how I heard the gate. Since we weren't expecting anyone (and it was after 9:30PM), I thought it was the orange kitty jumping over the fence. A few minutes later I hear one boy say to the other, "let's go" and then run down the side of our house. I looked out the front window and saw that the gate was open (I know it had been closed because I had been outside an hour before checking the mail). I closed the gate and then ran through the house to the back and looked out the window, one of them saw me and started to run back to the front yard. I ran to the front and turned on the light, when he got there I said, "what are you doing? get the f*** out of our yard!" And he did, leaving the gate open behind him - of course. As he ran, I yelled behind him something about seeing his face and he'd better stay "the f***" out of our yard - blah, blah.
Meanwhile, when I was in the back (looking out the window) Jeff wanted to know what was wrong. I told him and he ran out the back door and yelled something in that direction. I don't know what he yelled because I was too busy yelling to hear him yelling.
In hindsight, I wonder what they were up to. Was it innocent? Were they just hiding from friends? Playing a game? Or were they running from trouble? Could it have been trouble they caused, or danger trouble? If it were danger trouble wouldn't he have asked for help? He didn't say a word, he just looked surprised, ran out through the gate and then East down the sidewalk. His friend met up with him in the yard next door and one said to the other, "let's get out of here" (oddly, in a calm tone of voice).
Anyway, I reacted in a surprising (to me) way. I didn't think before reacting. I was angry that they had been in our yard. I suspected that they had been standing in our yard, looking through our window - invading our privacy and possibly stealing items from our property in the back. That's a big issue and I won't tolerate that kind of situation. Still, after the fact, I felt bad that I had yelled at them (I mean, what if they were in need of help?), and used bad language to boot. SIGH. {rolling my eyes}
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
hippity hoppity
"A little nonsense now and then, is relished by the wisest men." ~ from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
hurtling through life ...
"Often people attempt to live their lives backwards: they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want so that they will be happier. The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then, do what you need to do, in order to have what you want." —Margaret Young
Friday, February 29, 2008
Saturday, December 29, 2007
on sowing
"Keep sowing your seed, for you never know which will grow - perhaps it all will." ~ Eccelesiasties
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Merry Christmas!
"I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Sunday, November 04, 2007
evidence
vines ~ 11.02.07"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives." -- Charles William Dement
I remember my dreams fairly regularly, so it's a common thing for me. But last night the dream was more literal than most. It was almost as if I were awake, it just didn't seem like a dream. I was frustrated, every turn left me looking at a dead end. One after another, after another. I kept waking up, turning over and returning to my frustration. It's odd and interesting, because I was dreaming about trouble I've been having with creating a website. I'm not a web designer (nor do I play one on TV). What I know about web designing could fit in the palm of my hand. Still, there I was tossing and turning - dreaming about it. Which left me feeling a bit insane.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
spur of the moment
On my way to shoot photos of ghosts & goblins this evening, I saw these flowers on a bush. Thought they were pretty, and not a sign of Fall in Fall.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
lost in translation?
Rain hitting the windshield, seems to shift the shape of the scene ~ 10.24.07You can view a short video here. It was quite interesting (to me) at the time, not sure it translates all that well. Then again, I suppose it all depends on the perspective from which you choose to view it (or something like that).
Friday, October 26, 2007
i am
"Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire." ~ Jorge Luis Borges























