Tag Archive: altered

Volunteer

In the 70s today, immaculate sky. The kitty and I meander around the yard enjoying the sunshine and the warm breezes. Really, there’s nothing wrong with it at all, and even the the bleeding thumbprick I received from yanking brambles without gloves on doesn’t rankle. Many sections of the yard are carpeted with fuzzy spires…

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me—Number 9: They’re Just *Things*

I acquired a lovely new rug as a housewarming present. Loki has commenced to shred it. My leather armchair and matching ottoman, which survived nearly 20 years in pristine condition, have been reduced to a mass of punctures and scratches in 8 months. They used to be my nicest pieces of furniture. My expensive honeycomb…

Giving Up

It’s Ash Wednesday, and so I was moved to decide what I would give up for Lent. A Buzzfeed quiz I saw on Facebook came back with the counterintuitive result that I didn’t need to give anything up, but rather I should add something constructive. Wisdom from Buzzfeed? Oy. Nevertheless: I have decided to give…

A Commitment of Trees

Yesterday I planted 15 tree saplings on my property: 3 redbud, 3 persimmon, 3 black cherry, and 6 crape myrtles. It was the hardest physical work I’ve done in years, and every muscle in body aches today, especially in my hands and forearms from breaking up the heavy, clayey soil. And I still have 6…

Loki in the Snow

By a trick of the eye and software, you can’t clearly see Loki’s leash in this rendition of the photograph. Never mind that sleight-of-hand: what’s astonishing is that instead of standing on the porch expressing his utter disdain and WTF?itude, Loki is seen actually picking his way through an admittedly much-attenuated snowfield. The air was…

Snowfall in Asheville

The big snow is underway. If it keeps up as advertised, we’ll have a foot of snow by the end of the day tomorrow. It’s pretty. Neighborhood children and youngsters are sledding down the steep road on the north side of my yard, even after dark. I’m enjoying being indoors where it’s warm and bright….

Lighthouse Flag

On some level, this is cheating—pure and simple. I’m an utterly amateur draftsperson. I can’t paint with watercolors to save my life. But on a miracle of technology the size of a notepad, I can mutate an ordinary, decently composed photograph into this. It’s totally cheating. Would I like an image like this if I…

Among The Ruins

When I was a young person, I was captivated by the stories of the lost cities of Central America. The etchings and early photographs of archeological wonders eaten up by the jungle—vines and trees swallowing the monumental remains of lost peoples—the romance and mystery of those images remains with me to this day. Even in…

Wired Sheaf

Okay, this is the last of this series, I promise. The weather hasn’t been conducive to being out’n’about with the camera, but we’ve been promised sun in the next few days, so here’s hoping for some fresh photographic provisions. A Year Ago: Asheville and the “Oh Wow” Sunset I’ve certainly seen and even photographed my…

C’mon-a My Kitchen

A little taste of some bounced light for lunch. A Year Ago: Mining The Mundane Some days the world doesn’t easily offer up its beauty… [read more]