Miscellaneous Photographs

I’ve been playing with my Nikon D5000 this week and had some fun doing so.

A heron decided to visit a seasonal pond in our front yard.

Heron

My middle son got my gene for loving all things living. Joining Quincy the leopard gecko, and Pipsqueak and Piper the guinea pigs, let me introduce

Almond Biscotti the hamster

For the record, that shot is magnified. At a month old, Almond is about two inches in length. She is also the most charming member of the rodent family that I’ve ever met.

A typical winter moment in my office. Note: it’s not my magnetic personality. I have the space heater.

Can I please come back as one of my cats? Please?

Finally, a couple of shots of the flowers my amazing husband surprised me with, just because.

Flowers from my thoughful spouse

Second shot of flowers

Mother’s Helper

After living here almost three years, I decided that it was time to reclaim the ornamental beds. As I dug out native tree saplings, well-rooted blackberry vines, mountains of oregano that had gone wild and some unappreciated shrubbery, I was not alone, thanks to the faithful companionship of Augie. He stayed right with me, tucked under the shrubs, unless he happened on a tennis ball or right-handed (never, ever a left one) garden glove that just begged to be buried in the freshly turned soil.

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What Brings Me Joy?

I’ve spent a couple of weeks thinking about the moments that have given me joy, and they are fairly diverse. Sometimes, I have felt joy in being so swept away by words and images on a page that I’ve forgotten where I was. Other times, I have reached the peak of a mountain, drenched in sweat and with muscles aching, and dissolved into the breathtaking view. Far too often for my husband’s liking, I’ve acted without much forethought to help an abandoned or injured animal, and I felt joy just because I did what I needed to do. More often, I’ve gotten lost in watching my three year old as he intently focuses to solve his puzzle on my living room floor. He has brought me joy in knowing that, although I helped to create him, he will somehow be greater than the sum of his father and me.

So, I think what brings me joy are the moments where I lose my sense of self in something greater than myself.

Update

If this blog does nothing else, it reminds me how quickly time passes. I really can’t believe it has been over a month since I last posted. Here’s a brief summary of life in the Garden.

This year’s herb and vegetable garden are in and looking very promising. My sunflowers did not sprout and one dill plant struggles to survive, but everything else looks remarkably healthy. In time, I should harvest tomatoes, Swiss chard and kale, peas and pole beans, white and yellow corn, and lemon cucumbers. I’ve never had much success with peppers, but my four pepper plants appear to be trying to change my luck. My eggplant also thrive, but have not begun to flower yet. Without much thought or planning, I threw in an odd assortment of flowering herbs into a pot, mainly because I think they are pretty. Even these appear to be sprouting, although some may be weeds. Overall, however, I’ve found the experience much more satisfying than in previous years. I’m guessing the time I took with the cover crop, soil preparation and mulching may be paying off.

With my boys out of school, I’ve had a bit more time for knitting. I am attempting the Warm Bundles pattern in the Leisure Arts’ Tea for Two Baby Afghans pamphlet. Unfortunately, I’ve made almost no progress, but not for lack of effort. Each time I start to make any progress, I find I’ve made some careless mistake in the preceding rows and need to start over. I’m frustrated, but this seems to be my process for starting any new pattern. I lie to myself by thinking that my stitches will be more even for all of the practice, and I cast on once again.

On the writing front, work progresses, albeit slowly. I’ve been working at upgrading and updating my blogs. As is rather evident from this blog, however, I’ve not improved my posting consistency, but I continue to view that as a goal I intend to achieve. Since I haven’t given up the goal, I suppose there is still hope I will attain it.

I did recently discover the most amazing place. It’s cool and relatively quiet (by comparison to a home with three boys, nine years and younger). It has free Wifi and comfortable chairs. It’s called a public library, and it’s completely free (after paying my taxes). They don’t even ask me to buy a coffee! And it’s only moments from my home. With this discovery, I have renewed hope I can will get more consistent writing time.

And, speaking of consistent writing, I have refused to take poetry workshops for the past six months in the hopes of finding my own internal push to write poetry. Suffice it to say, my plan has failed completely. I’ve written almost no poetry in that period. For that reason, I’m excited that I will begin another workshop next week. I look forward to producing some new poems. I also hope the workshop will also give me the nudge I evidently need to polish my villanelle and finally send it out for publication.

I continue review books consistently. This past Saturday, I uploaded nine new reviews to my editors. Forced reading time and writing deadlines are part of what attracted me to reviewing, but I also hoped to cultivate a more discerning eye. After this last batch of reviews, I think I have become more discerning, particularly in the area of young children’s literature. Good thing, as six new books are winging their way to me for review as I write.

Finally, I’ve made no progress on my goal of writing children’s literature this summer. I have a wonderful book on writing picture books, but have made little progress because my reading time has been devoted to the review books.  However, I would very much like to participate in the Cheerios’ Spoonfuls of Stories contest this year, so I need to get to work.

Well, I guess I’m not being totally honest with myself here. I could have read the children’s lit book yesterday, but I was completely lazy. Instead, I read the latest installments in my two favorite murder mystery series.  I finished Earlene Fowler’s latest Bennie Harper mystery, State Fair, and started Janet Evanovich’s latest Stephanie Plum installment, Sizzling Sixteen. If I’m forcing myself to be truthful, I really couldn’t think of a better way to spend the day.

Of course, being lazy leads me to the subject of exercise. Right now, my exercise consists mainly of swimming with my sons for an hour and a half to two hours several nights a week. While I find this exhausting, I really doubt it is giving me the cardio workout that I need.

So, that’s a fairly decent summary of life in the Curious Mind Garden. I’ll try to stop by a bit more often.

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A Bowl of Flowers

During the right seasons, my middle son often brings me flowers. Today is was a fistful of dandelions and a little lavender weed. He was delighted with his find, and his delight was contagious. I know it’s cliche, but I really do think we would all be better off if we could see the world through a child’s eyes now and again.

Kipp's dandelions

Couple of Updates

It’s odd how events come together at times. The last few days, I’ve been spending my precious blog-posting time, working on my blogs to move away from Google products.

While transitioning, however, I’ve been a bit cut off from my virtual world, especially my blog reader. The break has been surprisingly refreshing.

At the same time, I am Catholic, and today is Ash Wednesday, which is the start of Lent.
I happened to read today that the Bishop of our diocese suggests that we attempt a virtual fast for this season, taking a break from our computers and tech devices to turn toward God, our friends and family. He does not suggest a ban, but moderation.

Given my earlier experience this week, I’ve decided to try the fast. I wont stop posting, but I will be attempting to spend less time on the net.

What makes this fast even more interesting to me, however, is that I discovered the Creative Every Day 2010 challenge earlier this week. I’ve decided to join the challenge.

I’m curious to see where the opportunity to turn inward and be creative will take me.

New Year’s Resolutions

The end of 2009 approaches rapidly, and my thoughts have turned to resolutions. Having reviewed my current circumstances, I find little in need of serious improvement. I think Dr. Oz made some good suggestions. To these, I would add the following:

(1) Eat more home cooked meals made from fresh ingredients – Let’s face it: fresh, homemade food tastes better. I might as well enjoy my food.
(2) Spend some time each day in prayer and attend weekly Mass – This isn’t some desire to be more religious in the conventional sense. I simply want to find more peace and joy in life. Taking time to be grateful is a good start.
(3) Make regular time for my creative outlets – Instead of putting my books, paints, yarn and sheet music on the shelf to gather dust, why not just use them?

Those sound reasonable. Let’s see how I do.

Homemade Lemonade

Okay, I’ll admit as an opening post, it lacks pizazz. Still, it was a
moment to remember. I made homemade lemonade today. My two oldest boys,
who are 6 and 8, juiced the lemons by hand. One cup of lemon juice, one
quart of water and a half cup of sugar later, we had lemonade and a
some big smiles.

Now that the boys are in bed, I’m settling down to knit, knowing that we created a good memory today.