(A reprint of a previous post.) To honor my many family members who have served in the military ... To honor my dear surrogate grandfather, Ted Albers (RIP), who was drafted into the Army at the age of 34, captured at the Battle of the Bulge, and held as a POW under the end of… Continue reading Veterans Day 2022 #VeteransDay
Picking Up After Others #makeAmericabeautifulagain #leaveonlyfootprints
Street view of the pond I have a favorite pond near where I work. It's small, roughly a half mile in diameter and shaped like a stretched-out kidney. It often plays host to dozens of pond sliders (turtles), minnow-like fish, and large birds such as blue herons and egrets. The pond sits across the intersection,… Continue reading Picking Up After Others #makeAmericabeautifulagain #leaveonlyfootprints
the language of trees.
This is so cool I have to share. For lovers of trees and words.
NYC Parks Are Using a Designer’s ‘Tree Font’ to Plant Secret Messages with Real Trees
Inspired by the nature around her, artist Katie Holten recently developed the New York City Tree Alphabet. Each letter is represented by an illustration of a different type of tree found in NYC. The letter A, for example is depicted as an ash tree, and the letter O is illustrated as an oak.
Holten is one of the first creatives to become an NYC Parks artist-in-residence, where she was asked to explore “the intersection of art, urban ecology, sustainability, nature, and design.” Holten’s resulting NYC Trees font is now available as a free download to anyone who wants to write secret messages in tree code. Not only that, but the NYC Parks Department plans to actually plant some of the messages as real trees in parks and other public spaces.
“Being an artist-in-residence with…
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The Luck of Friday the 13th #MondayBlogs #neverstopbelievinginyourself
I always think of Friday the 13th as a lucky day for me, even if the luck only extends as far as nothing bad happening on that day. This Friday the 13th started off ominously though, putting me in a funk that lasted all the way to bedtime when my luck finally changed. As I… Continue reading The Luck of Friday the 13th #MondayBlogs #neverstopbelievinginyourself
Ruminations #MondayBlogs #acceptance #forgiveness
Some of you know that I practice yoga at a studio. A few weeks ago, a student I didn't know started attending the two classes I take each week. I found her presence to be a little unsettling. She was ... to put it delicately ... expressive with almost every pose she made. Her rather… Continue reading Ruminations #MondayBlogs #acceptance #forgiveness
Scars: A Portrait of Life
Here is a powerful essay by an extraordinary woman. For any woman who lives with a scarred body, this essay is a must-read.
I’ve been revisiting my issues around my own scars, what they mean to me, what they say about me, how can I see them as beautiful since I have no choice but to live with them because they will never fade away. After reading Dana’s essay, I think I can now embrace them.
The first question on the intake questionnaire was, “Why have you decided to have boudoir portraits taken now?” My first thought was, Why has it taken me so long? After everything my body has been through, it is long overdue. I’m not getting any younger, after all. I’ve already begun to list the organs I have left that I am able to live without.
During my senior year in high school, I performed in a play of one-act monologues: Talking With, by Jane Martin. My monologue was called “Marks”. A woman, unmarked by life, is cut by a suitor in a parking lot. Surprisingly, her scar would bring confidence. So she began to wear her life upon her skin, tattoos for those who touched her. Little did I comprehend the prophetic nature of those words as I spoke them.
I want to celebrate the body I have today, battered and…
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Living in the Moment and Beyond #Inspirational #MondayBlogs
Jeri Walker is a freelance editor and writer that I got to know a few years ago when I was trying out a new (for me) social media site. I've since ended my relationship with the social media site but not with Jeri. She welcomed me from the start and when I first visited her… Continue reading Living in the Moment and Beyond #Inspirational #MondayBlogs
Living in the Moment: Frida Kahlo and Life #MondayBlogs #FridaKahlo
Some time ago my husband and I went south to visit my 93-year-old mother who is spending the winter with my 72-year-old sister. I note their ages because in their presence I often feel like a 12-year-old, not the 59-year-old I really am. Believe me, the 59-year-old struggles to be free! To be honest, we… Continue reading Living in the Moment: Frida Kahlo and Life #MondayBlogs #FridaKahlo
Living in the Moment: Torreya State Park #MondayBlogs #livinginthemoment
My husband recently bought a new tent. One that you can actually stand up in. One that unfolds like an umbrella, making assembly easy-peasy. If I were taller, I could probably put the tent up myself. To test out the tent, we spent a couple of nights at the campgrounds of Torreya State Park. The… Continue reading Living in the Moment: Torreya State Park #MondayBlogs #livinginthemoment
Meditation on Life and Mom #MondayBlogs #MothersDay
My mother is one of 12 children. She is 92 now. In all likelihood, she'll see her 93rd birthday in late October. She was a middle child, but now she's the oldest, having survived six of her siblings. The youngest girl, my Aunt Edith, is in hospital now. Dying. From cancer that appears to have… Continue reading Meditation on Life and Mom #MondayBlogs #MothersDay