Tagged: obiterphotos

23
Sep
2007

A THOUSAND PUMPKIN LIGHTS

The only thing brighter than pumpkins is the smiles on the faces of your children as they are each choosing the biggest and best one in the patch for their very own. I wonder why no one has ever investigated the pumpkin as an alternate source of light? They make the day shine brighter by their very existence! Looking for the Great Pumpkin

07
Sep
2007

INTO THE CLOSET

It appears that my brain has been so thoroughly chewed by rabbits that it no longer has the ability to retain anything of importance. Today at work, I turned up my nose at the food being served in the cafeteria, preferring instead to take the half-portion of pasta from the other day from the fridge and heat it up. I opened it up and thought, “Oh! How strange! This is chicken & sun-dried tomato tagliatelle and I thought it was bacon & chanterelle mushroom with curly noodles…oh well, whatever” and I put it in a bowl and popped it into...

02
Sep
2007

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE

Last weekend I thought I would have time to take some picture requests, but only kejn and my mom asked for anything, and kejn‘s was IMPOSSIBLE OH MY GOD, DO NOTHING? FOR NO ONE? SIT STILL??? *blank look* HUH?? Time conspired against me that day somehow and I never ended up getting around to taking any photos, and then First Crazy Week of Fall One began and all thoughts of photo shoots flew from my mind. However, I had told Martin and Karin about the photo request that their grandma had made and then we came up with a great...

25
Aug
2007

DO BE DO BE DO AND DO AND DO

As my friend Kathey says, I am a force to behold! (She is, too) We exchanged lists of what we did today and patted ourselves on the back. Here is my list: put stuff out on the curb for the flea market pickup done 5 – count ’em – FIVE loads of laundry (aside to my brother: WITH DRYER *muahahaha!*) stripped all the beds and made them up new talked to my husband on the phone (he’s on Gotland) talked to my brother who flew home yesterday…it’s sure quiet around here now talked to my mom for an hour read...

19
Aug
2007

HOW IT GOES

This last week has gone by in a blur and suddenly today is the last day of vacation. Since I was a teenager, and possibly before, I’ve always been enamored of sleeping in. It’s a treat, a comfort, a blessed extra rest, but I’ve been able to take it too far, and even in college was able to turn my days over: sleeping in so late and staying up so late that eventually I exchanged night for day and vice versa. Since I’ve had children, though, I’ve been less and less able to sleep in. Not at all when the...

15
Aug
2007

CLIMBING TOWERS, SHOOTING STARS

A tiny sleek copper-colored snake gliding through the leaf clutter on the forest floor. Giant wooden towers built on a beach of boulders. A maze of grey beech tree roots patterning the cliffside. Karin far ahead of us, bounding down the side of the hill, first to reach the tunnel towers of wood that lead to the towering structures. Martin leaping from boulder to rock, climbing to the top of Wotan’s Tower, a veritable billygoat. My heart, pounding like a jackhammer, as I lean against the trunk of an old oak tree, resting on the way back up the hill....

12
Aug
2007

REVVING UP & WINDING DOWN

I can feel summer slip-sliding away, even though the days are still long and warm and full of flowers. Every day is filled with things to do and time to do them; the sudden realization that the kids start school in 3 days comes as a shock. Yesterday we filled the house with good friends, lots of laughing, running, tumbling children, bright red crayfish and smiling moon lamps on the porch. A day of cleaning early, and then relaxing and waiting, anticipation mounting before the party start time, culminating in a very fun evening, and a long slow day today...

19
Jul
2007

STRAWBERRIES AND SOFAS

It’s awfully hard to carpe diem when the diem keeps zooming past your head with a loud crackling laugh and disappearing into the past behind you. How did it get to be nearly the end of the week so fast? It seems to me that if your week is filled with good things, it speeds up and jumps forward and springs ahead in lighthearted leaps and bounds. If your week is filled with sorrowful things, with sad and salty sensations or cold ones that make you huddle under covers, shivering compulsively and swearing, then time leans up against the wall,...