“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.
“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.
A totally unexpected, early Christmas gift from The Chef:

The Secret History of Wonder Woman by Jill Lepore

The Outermost House by Henry Beston. It doesn’t get better than this book.

Old Fort Jackson. Savannah.
This is my entry in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Minimalist.
“In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.”-William Blake

Statue guarding the lake
“In Heaven, it is always Autumn.”-John Donne

Across the pond and through the trees: a fairy tale view