Yesterday, N and I tried out an Austin restaurant we heard about on the Food Network's Throwdown with Bobby Flay: Flip Happy Crepes. Good, but long wait--and hot. Plan accordingly.
Daily photo: 6/28/08
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Out of the frying pan...
This is the view from Beverly's cemetery in New Braunfels, TX. The cemetery is small, old and surrounded by a cow pasture. I think it would be a nice place to rest.
We're done with the nuts and bolts of her death, but I think the emotional toll is just beginning.
I'll return to regular, more pleasant posting soon, but it may be a little spotty, as we are still in Texas and when we return to Illinois, we have to immediately start preparing to move to Ohio. Such is life, or at least our life, for now.
We're done with the nuts and bolts of her death, but I think the emotional toll is just beginning.
I'll return to regular, more pleasant posting soon, but it may be a little spotty, as we are still in Texas and when we return to Illinois, we have to immediately start preparing to move to Ohio. Such is life, or at least our life, for now.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Dirge without Music
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.
The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
A proportional response.
There are few certainties in life, but one thing I can count on is that a stressful situation will be accompanied by a zit, and this one is a doozy. It hurts from under my right eye all the way to my upper lip.
I heard once that there's a major facial nerve that runs along the right side of the nose. I think I've found it.
Daily photo: 6/16/08
I heard once that there's a major facial nerve that runs along the right side of the nose. I think I've found it.
Daily photo: 6/16/08
Monday, June 16, 2008
6/15/08
6/14/08
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Bad news
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
A glimpse into my psyche.
I just finished knitting this Christmas stocking for a child I have not had, and am not planning to have anytime soon. But I figured that when I have a child, I won't have time to knit a stocking to match our other knit Christmas stockings so I better get on the stick now. Of course, this is a masculine stocking, so I'll have to knit another, more feminine one just in case. Weird, I know.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
A visual metaphor.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
Amy Butler--let me count the ways...
I made this skirt yesterday from Amy Butler's Barcelona Skirt pattern. Not a very illustrative photo, I know, but it makes my feet look small!
Anyway, I love her patterns. They are easy to follow and easy to manipulate to suit your needs. Thanks to a collaborative purchasing effort (with Megan) I have several of her bag patterns, but this is the first piece of clothing I've made. Someday I'd like to make this dress, but I think I'll need a better equipped sewing situation (i.e. a mannequin for fitting, full-size ironing board, etc.) before I'll feel brave enough to make a whole dress.
Daily photo. 6/1/08
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