"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The Show Must Go On!
An Asheville outing: puppets and Aesop, blasts of Arctic air, The Laughing Seed, a photo op on Wall Street, Woolworth Walk, and ice cream. (Adeline's good taste in clothes extends to her taste in ice cream: bubblegum with chocolate.)
Home again, the men of the family hang homemade Christmas lights, glowing like the two little monkeys who waited patiently for lunch and loved looking at the art. 
What delightful companions the Schultzes make -- any day!
Home again, the men of the family hang homemade Christmas lights, glowing like the two little monkeys who waited patiently for lunch and loved looking at the art. 
What delightful companions the Schultzes make -- any day!
Friday, November 26, 2010
Hiking Attire
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving after dinner served late in the day:
a walk in fallow fields under lowering sky leaning mountain ridge -- dogs and children and extended adult relations wandered among loufas drying on chicken wire, blue tail feathers caught in dried grass, treed chickens.
How lovely it is to live on the verge of yard and farm.
a walk in fallow fields under lowering sky leaning mountain ridge -- dogs and children and extended adult relations wandered among loufas drying on chicken wire, blue tail feathers caught in dried grass, treed chickens.
How lovely it is to live on the verge of yard and farm.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Bugs
My favorite car was a blue (later yellow) 1967 VW bug. Even when the sunroof leaked and I could begin to see asphalt under my left foot, I loved that little car. It amused me.
This one does too.
At the rental place this morning, I noticed it and assumed someone inside was driving it. I asked. "You want it? It's yours!" Tristan said.
It's going to storm tomorrow as I wend my way to Brevard, but the trip will be a little easier. I will be driving a bug!
This one does too.
At the rental place this morning, I noticed it and assumed someone inside was driving it. I asked. "You want it? It's yours!" Tristan said.
It's going to storm tomorrow as I wend my way to Brevard, but the trip will be a little easier. I will be driving a bug!
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