A gift from my sweet momma:

Viv Albertine’s memoir
A gift from my sweet momma:

Viv Albertine’s memoir
I don’t think I am snug enough…

Zero the Snugglebug
This is my entry in The Weekly Photo Challenge: Warmth.
Duncan waiting for his Papa to get home from work:

DuncDunc

Emily Dickinson
…to myself.

The Ballad of Joe Strummer by Chris Salewicz
“Authority is supposedly grounded in wisdom, but I could see from a very early age that authority was only a system of control and it didn’t have any inherent wisdom. I quickly realised that you either became a power or you were crushed.”-Joe Strummer
“I’m the one that’s got to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.”-Jimi Hendrix

Erected in the memory of…
This is my entry in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Gone, But Not Forgotten.

Winnipeg Jets: #33 Dustin Byfuglien
[Insert your favourite literary quote about snow here]

Snowy Tree
It’s way too early for me to be inspired by cold weather or its accoutrements.
A June day.
Stifling, high heat. Where: a few miles off a highway in Kentucky. Me: a fair-skinned person who left her hat in the car. Unsuitable adornments: a long skirt, heavier than the weather warranted, a v-neck tee, and sandals with wedge heels. Italian leather, well-cushioned. Made for sustained walking excursions, albeit safe, flat city ones.
I went rogue.
Half a mile up the side of a steep hill, through a woodsy trail. Climbing, up up up, like a pack mule. Sweat-drenched. Determined. For what? A panicky attack of vertigo, and a stunning view of a river I’d only read about earlier that day.
This view, this river:

Kentucky/river: worth it. A photograph I snapped using a single hand, buckling knees, and averted eyes. June 2014.
A flushed face, drenched shirt, and fear-of-heights induced inability to stand up straight? A small price to pay, all for one decent photo and a story that later made my grandma laugh (thanks, mom!).
This is my entry in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Achievement.