Friday, July 31, 2009

the transition

From Jon painting to Jon on the last day....
next up, pictures of Pomfret!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

a loss for pictures instead of words

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Monday, July 27, 2009


Darlings, I am tired. We are moved. Here is an old picture to tide you over until I can think again: My last bike ride to the train station from 60 Valley on 7/24. Now comes unpacking. Shudder.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

the move begins

It's 7am and we can't make ourselves stay in bed any longer. It's raining, dark, and we'll be unloading the truck in Pomfret by 3 today.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

for the birds

Sitting with my coffee in South Boston watching the birds. I could sit and watch them all day. (Having sound is a plus for this.)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

a moth, a shadow

This amazing creature was hanging out on the lightbulb outside the trash room. I don't know what kind it is, but it stayed here for a long time. It's about 4-5" across.
One more shadow picture....

Monday, July 20, 2009

3am thinking about shadows

this is late afternoon sun, but what about all of those odd shadows created by streetlights or the moon that you only see when you're up in the middle of the night for a drink of water?

Saturday, July 18, 2009

My latest favorite song

I'm On A Roll
by Over The Rhine

Black flamenco shoes
Dahlias in my hair
Garters on my stockings
The sidewalk bends to stare
I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll

Ambition may be blind
Diamonds come from coal
You provide the rhythm, babe
I’ll provide the soul
I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll

This oyster is my world
My oyster’s got a pearl
This ain’t no dress rehearsal
I’m a very lucky girl
I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll

Tastes sweet on my lips
Tender on my tongue
All the road’s ahead of me
Oh the night is young
I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll
Just like I oughta
I’m on a roll
I can’t be bothered
I’m on a roll
I want the whole enchilada
I’m on a roll

Baby’s got his bullhorn
Confetti’s in the air
We’re shakin’ up Show Ponies
‘Cause we haven’t got a care
I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll
Just like I oughta
I’m on a roll
I can’t be bothered
I’m on a roll
Cincinnati to Ensenada
I’m on a roll
From the thrift store to Prada
I’m on a roll
La dee da da dee da da
I’m on a roll
La la la dee dee da da
I’m on a roll

Friday, July 17, 2009

The Three Graces

What kind of a weirdo sees three dirty napkins on the sidewalk and thinks "Oh! The Three Graces! I have to take a picture!"

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

the studio floor

This square is where Jon's paper (to protect the floor) wasn't covering. I think we'll scrub it all away except for this spot.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

a real find

It was dusk, I was crossing the street, and this little thing stopped me in my tracks...

... a blade of grass growing from absolutely nothing.

Thursday, July 9, 2009


Celine's vertebrae after she got "doored" on her bike.

Jon's dismembered arm.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

What the Sun Feels Like

I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be soaking in Vitamin D. Then we spent a day on the Cape with the family...

Sunday, July 5, 2009

East Bay bike path 4th of July

At the first sign of sun we decided to go for a ride. The East Bay bike path is 14.5 miles long, 4 miles from our house. Sure, it was the fourth of July, but it was early enough in the day that we figured whoever was left in town would still be in bed. Oh were we wrong. The East Bay Bike Path takes you through East Providence down the coast to Bristol. Little did we know that Bristol has the longest running and arguably biggest 4th of July Parade in the country.

Finally! Sun!

The nice thing about the rain is that it made everything grow like crazy.

Still raining

This is just after sunset from our window after another rainy day (see the last entry for the video)

Thursday, July 2, 2009

The crazy rain!

I was walking to the train when I heard a strange clanking sound...

Pigeon wings and pink things

I can't help but feel that these two pictures are related.