Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Shine a Little Love

The rain has paused and the birds are singing. It is 7:20pm.

I am getting prepared for my Journal Writing Workshop at the Ellicottville Women's Weekend Saturday. 4pm. Come on by!

On Hulu in another window, I am playing The Original Latin Divas of Comedy, which is excellent. Do you know Hulu? I hang out there and watch The Daily Show and The Addams Family (snap snap). It is good web.
The Original Latin Divas of Comedy

My camera arrived today and I have been having fun discovering it.

Zucchini blossom

Friday, June 13, 2008

A Slice of June

Nobody I know seems to be going to the Allentown Arts Fest this year.

My camera died and I am awaiting the arrival of my new Sony DSC-W120. Excited!

I dreamed last night that Nietzsche's had been whitewashed and turned into an ice cream parlor, linoleum counter replacing the gorgeous dark wood bar. I woke myself up crying.

Today is a year since my father passed away. I spent time this week making Cornish pasties and listening to Anthony Newly.

Besides the camera, I also bought a TLC plant light, and I am interested to see what it will do for the few things I find challenging to grow.

It is very hot today and the garden seems to be loving it.

Friday, June 06, 2008

Plastic table bouquet

My camera is not working right now, and I really miss it. I've been envying The Musician's new tiny Canon, but my clunky Sony Cyber-Shot DSC-P72 has been a true pal. One more memory stick for the road....

Today I would have photographed the bouquet I made from yard flowers this evening: lunaria, buttercup, sage flowers. My book, Leap of Faith, by Queen Noor of Jordan.

My bangs and eyebrows, and the sort of bruisy look of my eyelids.

My first ever batch of hummus, with romaine lettuce I grew myself.

All my garden needs documenting--the cold Spring has passed and everything is raring: jalapeno pepper starting, dormant chamomile sprouting, transplanted yarrow taking root. I started some yarrow tincture, bought brandy to do skullcap, and tossed the violet oil (for tinnitus) which got murky. Zucchini are huge already, broccoli stronger and stronger, and spinach seedlings crackling along.

Funny to miss pictures so much, poet me. Poet me reads with Kazim tomorrow at Rust Belt at 7. Poet me re-read typewriter poems from 1983 and was horrified. I kept them though. I realized that I read even poetry and definitely fiction for its emotional content, and because I really wanted to know what peole experienced and felt and thought and how this changed. Also for information I could use every day.

It is strange, as librarian and novelist and poet, to admit I get all of this from the internet now.

Now, please put up more pictures and thoughts and experiences and changes on the web for me to sip, please.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

New Erie Canal

"We now have a worthy, history-themed, downtown public waterfront space that will get even better as shops and restaurants follow the crowds. Folks strolled on the boardwalk Monday, lounged on the grass and read signs explaining the site’s history." Full story here.

Erie Canal Commercial Slip

I was very impressed with the place. It reminded me of Jack London Square in Oakland, and I even learned some new things about the Erie Canal, no small feat as I've been teaching about it for the past three years.

Erie Canal, Scott and Marine Drives

Bike racks were available. Parents and kids were wandering around. The Sahlen's hot dogs sold at a nearby stand were a treat, too.

A job very well done.