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a pause

By on May 2, 2010 |

(music on the stereo is from the figure 8 album by elliott smith)

grief and overwhelm

By on Apr 17, 2010 | 3 comments

vlogity vlog … no idea why its out of sync – sorry if its annoying, xo

sunny vlog

By on Mar 28, 2010 | 16 comments



By on Jan 7, 2010 | 15 comments

(polaroid sx-70) when i went to squam last year i was incredibly excited to meet that beautiful woman on the left, my friend leonie.  in fact if truth be known, a few of us spent the night at a beautiful restored mill turned inn in new hampshire the night before squam and talked about who we were most excited to meet.  i blushingly admited my girl crush was leonie and just between you and me, she totally lived up to all my expectations, i mean, hello !! and then there is the woman on the right.  going into squam, i didn’t really know much about her at all so it is a complete mystery to me why i signed up for not just one but two classes that she was teaching.  and now i wonder how on earth did i blog for this long without becoming a faithful reader / fan / stalker of the amazing jen lee? almost two decades ago i fell madly head over heels in crush over natalie goldberg and i...

union square

By on Nov 21, 2009 | 5 comments

sometimes the world is so beautiful, i have no words …   and so i just smile in the sunshine, squint my eyes and let the diamonds of light fill my...

blurred lines

By on Aug 19, 2009 | 15 comments

i am quite enamoured with the ‘long photograph’.  this one was taken while zipping down the highway in saskatchewan, an 8 hour drive from moosejaw to edmonton and my trusty rusty point and shoot. blurred lines last night i got home and as i kissed my husband and headed off to change into my swimsuit, i stopped and hung it back on the rail and went back to the living room.  unsettled.  the wind smelled crisp through the open window floating in and carressing my thoughts as i wondered, pizza or swimming, knowing that i would likely do both.  i got back up, the wind at my back and headed back to grasp my swimsuit and again was compelled to hang it back up.  what on earth was wrong with me? i sat back down on the loveseat and watched as the calm of the soft breeze started whipping the giant elm trees that stood at attention along my street into a loud frenzy.  it happened so...