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Smedley, my neighborhood pal

bright brilliant blue

Natural Selection

Vegetables at the height of splendor.

Not usually one to engage in hyperbole, I must say that the meals we’ve enjoyed there have been the best of our lives, down to the last detail.

Spicy Lacquer Fried Chicken and Yeasted Waffle with Ham at Sunshine Tavern


Eagerly awaiting another Wes Anderson gem – opening Friday in Portland!

Wes talks about making the fil-um here.

Radiohead – “Separator”

After the chatter stops, the magic begins.

Six years and 9 0 0 posts!

How crazy is that?

I love you…

If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Happy Sunday! Yesterday was a lovely day, straight from my Colorado childhood, with fat flakes dancing and swirling and uttering hush. We walked to the park with our cardboard “sleds” to join the multitudes. It was a mellow ride compared to the toboggans and saucers, but no less fun. I laughed, loud and hearty, my heart full of joy at such a simple pleasure. We came home, my legs wobbly from so much running up the hill,  and warmed with hot chocolate and a deliciously hot bath. We cuddled, humans and felines alike, and snacked with movies on the sofa. And this morning, I awoke to the magical Dr. Zhivago coating of ice. Lovely and crackly, with birds, squirrels, and this human skittering to feed and capture the splendor of it all.

Look at these sweet kids! Twenty-three years since our first date. Oh, how the time flies…

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Style

My style is classic: turtlenecks, cardigans, ankle length jeans and corduroys, ballet flats, and a bit of sparkle.

Heirloom

Grandma Rouble’s wedding ring. I wear it with l o v e.

Heartbeat

Faster with cake!

Warmth

Milo, our little heat seeker. If there is warmth, he will find it: a lap, a heat register, a cozy corner, a sliver of sunlight.

One Community is a monthly project in which participants photograph their homes and community with a theme in mind. The goal is to both showcase similarities and differences in our communities worldwide – and bring us all closer together in understanding through art.

Would you like to join us? Post one or more photos for each of this month’s theme words, chosen by Kelli, style, heirloom, heartbeat and warmth, and add your blog post to the link-up. Easy! It begins today, February 5th, and stays open for one week.

Snap happy!

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Around the House

 

The wild hairs are grey. Sounds like a title to a poem, hmmm…

“Fake” typing: typing so fast that it makes me giggle and swear there are no real words being created.

Oh, but there are!

No cat was harmed during the making of this photograph.

L I G H T ! !

After fifteen years, I can finally “see” inside my closet. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Buddy!

And, no, I did not organize it for the sake of the photo. I am that kind of person.

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Swish

I love my bathroom!

And living room!

And the view out the windows!

I think the one above the dashing crow duo is a non-breeding Audubon’s Yellow Rumped Warbler.

And these cool cats…

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