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Green Icky Balls and Russian Hats
Oh-oh-oh, before I start, here. I would like to announce the fact that I have fixed the Firefox problem (very perplexing). I finally had the time and focus to go through the html/php/css to find the thing that had broken … Continue reading
~o:> Living on the banks
. . . of a river. As we do so live. The river, and G’s penchant for fly fishing, drove our purchase of this place. We were young, then – middle twenties – and didn’t stop to notice that the … Continue reading
Week May 3: pt. 5
Notice: I actually sat down and answered comments. I love the conversations we have, and apologize for having let them lag for so long. —–=0=—– The Saturday formerly known as: My Birthday This is how I spent it: privileged to … Continue reading
=) Mother’s Day (=
Presently jammed into my little corner of the couch, pretending to be sick. When you’re sick, you have permission to disengage; you don’t even have to see construction dust. But I’ll explain all that later. For now, I have a … Continue reading
Why we don’t eat at the table
And here is a shot I took, forgetting that you can’t shoot in lowish light with a 5.6 lens. Still, I like the warmth of the light. And you get a feeling for the time and the room. Chaz is … Continue reading
Kind of a Stupid Day
1. Morning: Max slept here last night, but Ginna did not – as she had to pick Kris up at the airport. And G has sessions all day, and Chaz is sick. So I need to be the one who … Continue reading
Mowing
Gin has done her own study of this, but I find that I have a little more to say. The odd thing about growing up is the ghosts you run into. I can remember G coming into the house one … Continue reading
Posted in A little history, Family, Memories and Ruminations, The kids
Tagged Cam, mowing, Murphy
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first spring –
I always wait till there’s not enough light to shoot decently by, and then neither one of these wiggly people will hold still enough. But you really do have to shoot forsythia in spring – it’s heart-healthy. Traditionally, I shoot … Continue reading
Here you go, sir—um, I mean ma’am.
There are no beautiful/significant/artsy-pants pictures to be taken down at the pasture these days. No, it’s all gone to slush and mud and depressed and shedding horses. This is the ugly time of year. If I had time, I’d challenge … Continue reading
Editing with a Toolbelt
October 23, 2007 My grandmother’s house had a basement. For me, an LA kid, brought up in a little stucco ranch on a slab, this was a place of mystery. I could spend a good while talking about that house, … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Just life
Tagged building, Cam, Dad, fixingtools, G, men, Mother Jeanne, Murphy, studio addition, the basement
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