Pinball wizard
Those of you know me well know how much I love to play pinball. It's the one thing I'm better than just good at playing. So very excited to see this game coming out. Must find it and play...
...a complicated woman with simple tastes
Those of you know me well know how much I love to play pinball. It's the one thing I'm better than just good at playing. So very excited to see this game coming out. Must find it and play...
When I had gardens, I used to make little paths with beach rocks but never anything this cool. If I ever get a place of my own I'm going to make a magic garden like this for the fairies to live in.
When I saw this photo, I immediately thought of my friend Uma, whose real name means happy heart. She's more into the Eastern religions now but this is just the sort of heart in the wild she would have posted back in the day.
Much as I hate the cold, something in me loves a frozen fountain. This one is in Bryant Park, NYC.
If I was really rich and owned a big apartment in NYC, I would most certainly have a rooftop garden. Love this one. If you didn't know, you would swear it was a little place in the country somewhere.
Adding this to my bucket list of things to see in real life before I die. If this 2000 year old tree in South Africa known as "The Tree of Life" could talk...
Empire State building, my second favorite structure in NYC, got these new LED lights that apparently can do any color combos in various shades. Love this one and of course, no one does NYC pix better than Inga Sarda-Sorenson.
Spending as much time as I do on the interwebz, I see a whole lot of snowman pictures. This is one is surely in contention for best of the snow months. Just looking at it makes me feel cheery.
Time was, when I was young and living in the frozen north, I often did exactly this same sort of thing, if on a smaller scale. Snow and ice are wonderful mediums for temporary art, if you stand the cold.
I will never get over the wonder that I lived long enough to see photographs taken by a guy sitting in a space station in orbit around our planet. I mean, I'm so old I remember when the whole world stopped to watch John Glenn orbit the earth three times and held their collective breath until it was clear he would live through the end of the ride.
You all know number one on my bucket list forever has been to get a ride in the Goodyear blimp. I've now modified that to getting a ride in the Goodyear blimp over this place in China. Just wow.
Not exactly my dream house, but maybe a dream playhouse. Thinking you could only have one of these if you live in a very dry place. But I love the concept of building a retreat out of old books.
This is really a horrible pun, but I love awful puns and this made me laugh out loud. For real. Besides, since this has become a photo blog lately, it seems appropriate for the archives.
The interwebs work in mysterious ways. Via a circuitous route, I discovered this youtube obviously taken at a private party. Can't remember what local rock and roll band he was in back then but pretty sure I had a fangirl crush on this guy Bill Lauf in high school. Of course he looked a lot different then. But so did I.
Make snowmen! Somehow snowmen that happen in places that rarely see snow look so happy. Lots of snowmen in Palestine at the link. This one was my favorite.
If I still lived in the frozen climes, I would so want to build one of these. Or rather, have someone build one for me. An igloo constructed out of milk cartons filled with colored water and frozen. It would even have to be an igloo. It could be a little tower and put a battery powered lantern in it at night. How cool would that be?
I remember a time, back when housewife was a description for the prevailing lifestyle and not a derogatory term, when owls were a big motif for home decor. I think it was after roosters. But well before geese. Never subscribed to any of those trends, but I have always like real owls. They are very cool birds. Especially snow owls.
I've loved fairy tales all my life. Love the stories, What with all the happy endings they're always so much better than real life. And especially love the illustrations. Some of the best art is in fantasy.
I seriously want these back-to-earthers in England to adopt me so I can live on this estate. It's like a living recreation of the Shire when hobbits lived there.
It's kind of trite old truism, but really the older I get, the faster the time seems to pass. I spent about twenty of my life on the second floor of that building. Hard to believe it's already been seven years since I left. A lot has changed since I've been gone. Even the building has a fancy new paint job and different street front businesses.
Sometimes it feels like the animal kingdom figured out peaceful co-existence a whole lot better than the humans have. Love how these guys are the same color too.
If I ever manage to settle down somewhere and find a home I want to live in for the rest of my days, I hope it has a view like this:
I plan on calling it twenty thirteen, by the way. Thirteen is a significant number in my life, in many good ways. So I've been waiting for a great graphic to express my hopes for this year and a facebook friend delivered a Calvin and Hobbes cartoon from 1996. Possibly the last panel Waterman ever posted.
Fell asleep before the ball dropped. Almost made it. Last I checked the clock it was 11:40. So I didn't crack my bottle of ridiculously expensive champagne. Maybe I'll save it for my birthday. That's coming soon enough.