10.31.08
Walking home from Winslow
The misty sunset coincided with our walk home, and I’m glad I had my camera to capture a bit of it.
Boats are romantic, aren’t they? Not at all like cars parked in a lot.
Winslow trick-or-treat
Here’s my Princess Leia, devil’s daughter (that one evolved over the day–don’t ask), and Curious George collecting their loot along with another great turnout for Winslow’s Halloween Walk.
Who has more fun, the grown-up kids or the kids?
Part of the lovely, though all too temporary, pedestrian zone. Around the corner, there was this one place giving out free ice cream cones, none other than:
Thanks to all the Winslow businesses and groups that help make trick-or-treating a really fun community event here.
Ode to the sun, by a pale girl
A quick, self-indulgent post just to document the fact that the sun has shone on Bainbridge Island in the month of October, even enough to freckle my face and give me some pretty nice tan lines. Which are fading, as we speak…5 days in a row of rain forecast puts me in the mood to point out that even my lips are freckled. And happily so.
10.30.08
Jack-o-lanterns
The night before is not too late, that’s what I always say…
From l-r: Ashley, B, S, A, K
10.27.08
Seattle
The sunset grazes your surface
A reductive love
A backwards glance
That turns me completely
10.24.08
The Pastoral Pumpkin Patch
Look at the size of these things! Our rule was that the kids had to be able to pick up their own pumpkins, which narrowed the field down a little.
10.21.08
Four-year-old barbers
…and pageboys don’t mix.
Here’s the damage:
I could just leave his handiwork as is, and he can be anti-bangs boy, or I could take him to an actual, you know, haircutting place and have them shear him like a sheep. Baaa. I mean, Waaa!
10.20.08
Adding to the garden
I finally decided to get the grapes out of their nursery pots; they can climb all over Basil Bunny’s hutch if they feel vigorous enough next spring. I think they’re looking a little peaked, but let’s hope for the best. They’re behind the lusty french peppermint, which has gone crazy (gardening secret: bunny droppings, the best organic fertilizer ever). I also added a spearmint plant and burrowed lots of bulbs into the ground for their winter hibernation.
10.12.08
Portland, Ore: oh so pretty
10.08.08
Life in the Woods
In the cold falling of autumn
one true thought leaps up like a spark
like a defiant child
young and vigorous
birthed in my upper womb
Deliberately I choose
I follow the trajectory of this spark
seeing things from bottom to top
digging from cellar to ceiling
And I find I am no sibyl
no seer for all of my seeing
But in the here and now
what do any of us want to know
except who we love
and why
