Four people in New York, Los Angeles, and Germany. Stopping, noticing, sharing - one photo/four people/every day. (For now we are just three, but hopefully four again soon.)
Monday, December 17, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Normal
We finished a bit of work in the kitchen. I said to D, "Doesn't it look nice?" and he reluctantly said yes, then added,"but it looks too normal for our house."
Sorry about my recent absence. Life swallowed me whole for a while. But I think it finally is letting me climb out.
Sorry about my recent absence. Life swallowed me whole for a while. But I think it finally is letting me climb out.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
orange chicken
When I first saw this piece of orange chicken, I distinctly saw a "Poodle" however upon inspection of the photo, it just looks like a funky piece of orange chicken; I guess the joke's on me.
Pour Me a Glass
The packaging in our wine shipment.
Yes, please. Pour me a glass.
Or two or three.
It's been one of those weeks.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Missing
I am here and well but have misplaced and hopefully not lost my camera......I feel a true loss....hope to be back posting soon
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Another Mystery Knob
So now we're doing work in the kitchen. Surprise, surprise, another knob sticking out the middle of the wall. It's been covered for years by the computer table.
Here's the mystery knob in the bedroom:
Here's the mystery knob in the bedroom:
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Speedo
See that guy in the green Speedo?
On the left center of the photo? He's talking to the lady in the red blouse?
On the left center of the photo? He's talking to the lady in the red blouse?
He's a street performer.
Did I mention that it's December 4th? In New York City?
Yup.
Labels:
inappropriate,
NYC,
real life,
speedo,
street performer,
street scene
Rainy Smiles
Even though we fixed our roof and the rain no longer comes in in seven different places, rainy days can still get me down. So I went out looking for something about the rain to make me smile. Some plants and trees looked as sad, heavy, and droopy as I felt. But the succulents looked thrilled to be a part of it, holding the water in huge drops for as long as possible before they rolled down the thick leaves into a waiting pool near the stem.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Stencil Chair
This chair is broken.
Every time I go to throw it out, I stop and put it back down. A few weeks later I see it and think, "Wasn't I going to throw that out?" and I start towards the trash again, only to stop and put it back down. It has inched it's way across the yard, closer and closer to the trash cans, but something always stopped me.
Now I know why I can't throw it out - what a great stencil. On what . . . I'm not so sure. But at least it's safe for now.
Every time I go to throw it out, I stop and put it back down. A few weeks later I see it and think, "Wasn't I going to throw that out?" and I start towards the trash again, only to stop and put it back down. It has inched it's way across the yard, closer and closer to the trash cans, but something always stopped me.
Now I know why I can't throw it out - what a great stencil. On what . . . I'm not so sure. But at least it's safe for now.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
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