#3's first fresh coconut, Cuba 2011 |
Monday, January 31, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Perspective...
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Turquoise...
Friday, January 21, 2011
Must See...
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Fire Down on the Labrador, 1980 David Blackwood |
Blackwood's work is technically amazing and his ability to emote the stories of Newfoundland's coast and culture is beyond compare.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Adolescence...
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Discovery...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Calm...
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Welcome...
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Centimetres & Centimetres of beauty fell from the sky today...
Friday, January 14, 2011
This just arrived via post today...
Photographer, writer, publisher, and curator Alfred Stieglitz (1864-1946) was a visionary, far ahead of his time. Around the turn of the 20th century he founded the Photo-Secession, a progressive movement concerned with advancing the creative possibilities of photography, and by 1903 began publishing Camera Work, an avant-garde magazine devoted to voicing the ideas, both in images and words, of the Photo-Secession. Camera Work was the first photo journal whose focus was visual, rather than technical, and its illustrations were of the highest quality hand-pulled photogravure printed on Japanese tissue. This book brings together a broad selection from the journal’s 50 issues. (from the Taschen web-site)
...I can hardly wait to find some time to peak within!
...I can hardly wait to find some time to peak within!
(Yes, I can hear some of you laughing!
...I do find time occasionally)
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunshine & Snow...
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Cleaning house...
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The first ornament to be packed away today. |
...but I still enjoy the satisfaction of a little clean space, even if it does only last until the next set of snowy boots step through the door.
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Singular clean spot inside the back door |
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Back to School...
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Thomas Gilbard School, built 1906 |
What memories of elementary years will linger in the minds of #1, 2 and 3 as they reach adulthood, parenthood and grandparenthood?
Epiphany, during my parents' in-law elementary years, meant that school had not yet begun (and even if it did, very few students attended). Growing up on the Canadian Prairie at a time when there were still many one room schoolhouses (although they were declining) and a strong agricultural tradition, school was sometimes considered secondary to reaping the harvest or other essential family demands. Bitterly cold winters meant that some students would live with their teachers through the harshest weeks or months. The rural one room schoolhouse fostered memories of learning, lunches (oh, what would be given for a honey sandwich when you were raised on a cattle farm!) and, for some, tender care in the hands and homes of their teachers.
What memories linger for you?
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