Day #79

I read Sandra Dodd's "Just Add Light and Stir" nearly every morning shortly after I wake up. I find inspiration from it every time I do so. Today there was a fun reflection on my experience watching tv as a kid. I was surprised and happy to see it there.

Day #78

Balloons!

Day #77

As I was heading out the door to get some groceries, Ethan called out "Have fun!" So I did.

Day #76

I found this bag in Maine a year or two ago, and carry it with me everywhere I go. I like the feet and the face best, and I like how it feels like I'm cuddling something when I sit down. I even like that strange people come up to me to talk about it when I'm out and about.

It has gotten kind of soiled, but I'm afraid to wash it. I don't want it to fall apart or change in any significant way. It won't last forever. The back is already worn. I wish I could tell the person(s) who made it how much happiness it brings me. I hope they already suspect this might be true.

Day #75

These are our designs for the stained glass class we're taking. I decided to do something simpler (left) considering I don't have many weeks here before we move. I showed my design to Ethan the other evening and he said "Cool! Two fibonacci!" I laughed.

Yes! I did draw inspiration from two rotated fibonacci spirals. The fact he saw that right away made me happy. Not because he knows what it is, but because we learned about fibonacci at the same time--me in my thirties, him a young boy--in part by buying fruit and vegetables from the grocery store that we thought looked interesting, in part by counting petals on flowers, in part by finding and counting spirals on the pinecones we used as trees in our wood block villages, in part by simply wondering and searching and allowing ourselves to be in awe...together.

If this stained glass piece works out, I will long cherish it for its reminder that the time Ethan and I spend together has a meaningful influence on both of our experiences. Even as the memories fade, and I know a lot of them will, and even as we branch off to pursue each our own interests, I will find comfort in the idea that if I could trace those ghostly branches back, there would be a good chance that they might converge on a very special time in both our lives.

Day #74

Forty five today, and gifted a hydroelectric love generating machine. Who could ask for more?!

Day #73

Picking up Doug from the airport!