AUGUST PICTURE OF THE MONTH....
I'm only five days away from completing my goal of taking a picture every day for a whole year!
I am of course curious as to what your favorite picture of the day from August is.
You can click on comments below and vote :)
Sunday
Friday
August 29: harvest!
This is a tiny watermelon (a quarter-melon is what we are dubbing it) that Katie and I grew on our balcony. After waiting patiently (and remembering that balconies are not the natural environment for farming watermelons) it seemed that it had reached its peak size and we decided to enjoy the fruits of our labor. It was remarkably delicious and sweet, and lots of joy was derived from the whole experience. The peppers are finally turning yellow and red and I'm really excited about THAT!
August 28: What can't you make with duct tape?
Oasis got off to a great start with a duct-tape creating fest. Audrey was adorned with various accessories that we created. My group made a red winter ensemble. The mittens sort of looked like boxing gloves but I am convinced that if absolutely neccessary they could provide some warmth in a frigid Ohio winter.
August 25: quotables
I forgot to take a picture, until I was about to fall asleep. So, I took one of the bookshelf next to my bed. It's sort of a simple commentary on how much my life has changed in the past five years. I used to love quotations. I collected them and would write a new one down every day to put in my friend Maggie's locker. It was one of the many little distractions I employed to keep myself sane (and attending) high school (ask me about fake flower extravaganzas, Galsmaltalhaler, 2nd Tuesdays of the month, and bubble-skating rinks...I was not lacking in diversions :). I didn't notice till just today how long it's been since I even looked at one of these books full of the gems of dead people. Not that there is not wisdom contained there, surely there is. But now I find that all the gems I really need are contained in one place, the Word of God that uncannily fits into my purse. It was a good realization. Then I fell asleep.
Sunday
August 24: Ohio #2
Wednesday
August 17: grasshopper in a box
August 16: surplus
Today, Julie D. and I were extremely fascinated by the shenanigans of the matching umbrella people. They were sort of loud and without even trying, my ears kept perking up when a woman from this bunch of people would say fascinating and strange things, such as: "It was really a shame when they stopped making picnic tables with the holes drilled in 'em...luckily for us though all these companies had lots of extra picnic table umbrellas that they couldn't sell. So we bought 'em out." (This was news to me...I didn't realize the decision to stop putting holes in picnic tabels had occured on such a widespread scale)
And then later I heard two people having what seemed to be a very passionate discussion about linguistics. One man said:
"In all of my reading, I have never ever come across anyone in thier twenties who uses the word 'coiffed'"
I wanted so badly to know where that conversation had started and how they had gotten to that point. It will always be a mystery I guess.
August 14: "a deer"
August 13: Squishy
I found this chart at the library today. Because my squishy fruit disdain seems to regularly become a topic of interest at meals, I thought you might appreciate an annotated pictorial rubric which you can consult regarding my fruit preferences. Hopefully this satisfies your curiousity at some level.
Additionally, for the record:
- I love the flavors of all of these fruits it's just the texture that I find to be unpalatable. For some reason, squishy vegetables have never been a problem for me.
- No, this is not my mom's fault. She provided me with plenty of opportunities to try different fruits throughout my childhood.
- I love street names that have fruit words in them (Cherry Street, Lemon Avenue, Peach Lane...) and even hope that maybe someday my return address could bear a fruit name of the like.
- I think fruits are beautiful, even the ones I don't like and think they are an amazing creation. Sometimes I wish I could just like peaches, because in theory they seem so amazing.
- And finally, I have been to far away lands and eaten insects, and assorted unidentifiable delicacies that I just pretended were vegetables in order to eat them and keep my hosts and hostess feeling happy. I can and will eat anything if necessary, and until you eat some bugs too, I will not be accepting any snide remarks about my choice to not eat orange slices :) Thank you very much.
The end.
August 12:
Tuesday
August 10: to love and to cherish
August 9: Wedding day!
August 6: Chettie grows up
August 4: The Balcony Garden
August 3: Hello Wooster.
I realized a few months ago that I have an affinity for a particular industrial corner in Wooster. I found myself going out of my way to drive past it sometimes. I think I like it so much because it's full of colorful boxes that are always being moved around and stacked in different places. It's always changing like some alive form of abstract art. It showed itself well today when I got home.
August 2: Hampton's porch
It's that time again!!!
JULY PICTURE OF THE MONTH
July's pictures are all up!
This was sort of difficult month for me in terms of the whole picture taking enterprise. I found myself pre-occupied with a video camera, and a lack of feeling any sort of artisticness, and there were lots of people with really nice cameras with zoom lenses that I was pining after, and I couldn't seem to get the light setting right on my camera, and....I could whine on for longer BUT, instead I will just say that I still took one every day and I am satisfied to look back on them all and see the collection of moments. That works for me and I hope you like some of them too!
As always, I love hearing which is your favorite. Click "comments" and let me know what you think!
July's pictures are all up!
This was sort of difficult month for me in terms of the whole picture taking enterprise. I found myself pre-occupied with a video camera, and a lack of feeling any sort of artisticness, and there were lots of people with really nice cameras with zoom lenses that I was pining after, and I couldn't seem to get the light setting right on my camera, and....I could whine on for longer BUT, instead I will just say that I still took one every day and I am satisfied to look back on them all and see the collection of moments. That works for me and I hope you like some of them too!
As always, I love hearing which is your favorite. Click "comments" and let me know what you think!
July 30: a beautiful song
O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in they sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
July 28:
July 27: The list
July 26: At the locks
July 25: aphids are cute
While I realize that aphids eat plants and are one of the most destructive pests on earth, I just cannot get over how cute they are. So cute. Look at that little expression...and his green metallic torso...and those wayward antennae. I also find them to be extremely friendly, content to just sit on my finger. I think I am in denial that they are trouble makers.
July 23: starlight cruise
July 22: a favorite pastime
July 21: Mackinaw Island
July 19: "We charge by age...not maturity level."
July 18: my first pinata
July 16: three strikes
Saturday
July 14- toad
Unlike all the other women on staff, I have not yet had a run-in with an animal at camp while walking back to my cabin. I'm glad I have managed to miss the raccoons, snakes, and deer. Tonight though, this little toad made me gasp when he plopped right in the middle of the path. I'm glad I saw him before I stepped. He then hopped over onto the sand. I blew him a kiss just in case he was my prince, but nothing happened.
July 13: flag project
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