a reluctant letting go

a reluctant letting go

my daughter is making her plans to study abroad in paris next quarter. she is sending emails in french to paris design firms trying to get internships, while picking out the specific fabric bag that will hold her macbook both stylishly and practically on the streets. i am simultaneously advising her, and learning to let her go.

 

  • Patty says:

    The push & pull of parenting is not for the weak hearted. You’re excited for their opportunities & terrified of what may gobble them up in the “big wide.” I wish you some peace of heart & mind as you continue the process of letting go.

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  • Patty says:

    Also, your image is sublime & a lovely metaphor of what you wrote about.

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copy. flip. repeat.

copy. flip. repeat.

wondering how manipulated an image can be and still be a STILL blog image. i think this one still qualifies, although i did play with it fairly extensively. i like how it almost seems to move, like a kaleidoscope, if you stare at it long enough. maybe this is what happens during a very long winter, when you’ve been staring at dried grasses for too long, and you have just barely begun to lose your mind…

winter weed stems

  • Jody says:

    Today I cannot see many weeds or seed heads above the snow. It surely has been a long, cold winter in eastern Montana.

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  • sophie hamot says:

    que de tendresse dans ces arabesques !

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spring

spring

this is the time of year when i start seeing photos from friends of early spring flowers, olive blossoms, and hyacinth. here is my contribution. i call it spring in minnesota. enjoy.

coneflower in winter

  • Kate says:

    She’s a beauty. We’re covered with the white stuff here in eastern MA too. What’s left of my autumn joy sedums are trembling above the snow as I type this. Never appreciated them so much. Hang in there!

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ferns of a feathers

ferns of a feathers

i had ferns drying in three different corners of of my house. today i gathered them all up into one place, and in the process this photo sort of made itself. it reminds me of the fan of a pheasant or peacock tail, or the tail of some mutant lyre bird. which in turn makes me realize how similar ferns are to feathers in the first place. it’s funny how we crave making connections. really this is just a spill of ferns. and look how i have turned it into a fan, a tail, and feathers.

dried summer ferns

  • Carol says:

    Beautiful- it looks very Victorian whatever it is

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where the glass is

where the glass is

i love sea glass and have spent many happy hours sifting through the pebbles of lake superior beaches looking for specks of rounded and polished glass. but minnesota in particular, and america in general is a place where we tend to throw away cans more often than bottles, and beer more often than wine. it wasn’t until i sat on a mediterranean beach, just ashore from centuries of ships stocked with bottles of wine, that i understood what sea glass was all about. there is a famous line from willie sutton, who said he robbed banks because “that’s where the money is.” i sit on the beach just outside of sète france, because that’s where the sea glass is.

mediterranean sea glass

  • Patty says:

    I gasped when I saw today’s still! Now I’m even more excited to comb Irish beaches in the week that follows this one. Any experience there?

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    • Hello Patty,
      I am flattered I made you gasp. I can’t think of a better compliment. I have never been to Ireland. Hoping to get there some day. You will have to report back to me on how good the beach combing is–because plans will have to be accordingly. Naturally.
      Enjoy!
      Mary Jo

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