Archive for January, 2009


It was so pretty, looked like regular frost until you got up close, and saw that some flakes were lying flat, some were standing up, and there were all kinds of cool shapes. Like a million tiny ninjas had battled with miniature throwing stars in the night.



Thank you for not moving out of the way so I could get to my locker.
Thank you for spreading your ass and your stuff across an entire bench.
Your perfectly coordinated outfit and water bottle, ridiculously pink and expensive bag, gold cell phone, and spotlessly new pink and white Nikes are ever so cute.
Based on [...]



Mmm… smart chicks using big words…

Courtesy of Jenn.



When you have a nose like a veteran boxer, perhaps a diamond nostril stud isn’t quite the right look for you.



I think all the words have been said, the feelings felt, the images captured. I, for one, high-tailed it home when our internet connection crapped out at work around 11:30am yesterday morning. Sure, I could have watched the proceedings in the evening, and will be able to watch them online forevermore, but when you can [...]



This is a picture I did not take of a cab full of people, including a collie in the middle of the back seat, wearing a jaunty red winter jacket.
This is another picture I did not take of an old apple tree with plenty of wizened, brownish apples still hanging from its branches, each [...]



I commented back in November about my lack of love for the closest temporary gym location available to me after mine closed and its new location was under construction. And in truth I ended up going to the women’s gym very few times. Fortunately I had yoga to explore (there’s a post coming on that) [...]



Photography superstitions aside, I had a brief, interesting (and mildly absurd) exchange with a gent on Twitter this afternoon.

And decided late in the afternoon when my brain didn’t feel like thinking about important things anymore that I’m not sure I agree with him. (Perhaps why only one of us is a professional photographer…)
The question [...]



2007 Tokyo International Quilt Festival — truly stunning art, and Mennonites don’t have the market cornered on gorgeous quilts. (Though it was cool to see a couple patterns I recognize from the family collections.) (Courtesy of Hélène.)
Quinoa is pronounced “KEEN-wah” or “KEE-no-ah”. Why it took me so long to finally look that up, I’ve no [...]



The cup may be kinda tiny, but seeing those guys’ faces and hearing that anthem never, ever gets old.
Congratulations to the IIHF World Junior Champions for the fifth time in a row!