Wednesday, February 25, 2015

at home

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i think cards are the only things i regularly collect, but then i'm always giving them away too. some are hard to part with though. above is but a fraction from my breadbox stuffed with cards. seems like i see cards regularly for many people close to me: horses for mom, cats (everywhere!) and quilts for my aunt on my dad's side, marine life and mermaids for liz. birds and dogs for dad, oddball/funny drawn animal-creatures for laur. quail and bicycles for heather, bees and plants for elissa. the list goes on.

pinky sniffing

 

Friday, February 20, 2015

alameda sights

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nother view of this fun thrifted vase

think i'm going to get some bees! excited.
 

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

more

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from the glorious weather weekend

morning sun with PL, fika with a friend, and a walk in the afternoon down magnolia- and jasmine-scented streets. pretty great.

i survived my first no-phone distraction day today. wasn't that hard, really. though i did find myself bargaining with myself at one point. "no dice," i had to tell myself, and kept reading. and, maybe more importantly, i had a conversation with an old acquaintance and introduced myself to the stranger i've been sitting next to at work for over a month. (crazy, really. though in my defense, he hadn't introduced himself either.) 

Sunday, February 15, 2015

mm

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delicious colors.

perfect jelly heart is from crispian bakery, opening soon right next to feel good bakery in alameda. they're going to give feel good some serious competition.

sweet marigold, my new neighbor dog.

and the weekend of gorgeous weather continued.



Saturday, February 14, 2015

happy valentines day ❤

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it's been a ridiculously beautiful few days here in the bay area. 72 degrees and everything blooming. too early for spring, but it sure feels good.

i did some mindless heart drawing and stamping for valentines. been a long time since i got lost in a project. i miss that.

everyone talks about how our brains are changing with our addictions to our phones/constantly checking them. i feel it (in numerous ways). i am considering taking a year off from FB and IG. or maybe i'll IG only on the weekends.

my plan is to each day try start at least one conversation with a stranger or acquaintance or have a longer conversation with a friend. this will be a HUGE challenge for me as i'm quite introverted, and i enjoy, for example, listening to music or reading and not talking with anyone on my daily bus commutes. but, i also would like more in-person interaction with people, and i may need to make this kind of commitment in order to make it happen. funnily enough, the day i came up with this idea—a couple of days ago—i had more conversations with strangers and acquaintances than i normally have in a week.

going to try this for a month to start, starting tuesday. we'll see how it goes/if i sense that my brain is acting any differently/if i can handle not checking my phone all the time.

❤ ❤ ❤

Friday, February 06, 2015

rainy reds

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and minty specs

our love


Monday, February 02, 2015

sun light / moon light

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been so enjoying daylight arriving earlier and staying later. i like this half of the year leading up to the summer solstice better than the other half, for sure.

one of my favorite things about where i work now is that the university gym's outdoor pool is on top of a building. it revolutionizes my days to be able to leave the sea of cubes, to walk in the cold air from the locker room shower up to the roof (nothing like a little cold shock), to watch the sky above as i swim. today's back strokes were cloud filled. just blue and cottony white stretching in all directions. those cloud blanket days are always so comforting/calming. all of us wrapped in the soft stuff. the best. i do the back stroke a lot more now that i swim outdoors.



Monday, January 19, 2015

MLK

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my day today:
1. fought my way out from under cat purring on chest. took a video, but purring not captured.
2. dressed and listened to a pretty good forum on how to talk with kids about race (lessons to be applied to adults too).
3. took a long walk in alameda in the sun. snapped some old cars.
4. sat on my favorite bench and took a selfie. 
5. saw MLK likeness in a window (actually in all windows of this house).

(not pictured, among other things: the ebelskiver i made for breakfast! i also got stuck under the cat at breakfast. kale salad and more ebelskiver i ate for lunch, uneventful dinner leftovers, the erasing of the hard drive on my old computer. sharon van etten singing serpents)







Friday, January 16, 2015

lots of PL

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paper doll pinky leon (bday suit; debonaire; super PL!; cowboy; strummin;) i forgot to photograph frenchie PL with his beret)

paper doll PL created for my 2014 holiday card (from the annual PL holiday card series).

PL year in review (video)

Saturday, January 10, 2015

spotty

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glowing spotted bearded mitsy was workin' it on pacific ave.

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Thursday, January 01, 2015

hello 2015!

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my word for this year is new, which will mean boldness and risk-taking! things i'm not great at, but that are necessary for living! for a new therapist, new website (first new computer, as this one is on its last leg), new girlfriend, new direction creatively (and maybe job-wise?), new commitment to community building/volunteering in alameda, new arrangement in my living room to make it more conducive to making), new adventures, new hikes, new activities, new quilt sewing, new dance moves

Saturday, December 27, 2014

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flew down to so cal and back with no drugs/alcohol. normally i need something to handle flying without hyperventilating/panicking (even though i've flown many times in my life). occasionally, when there is no turbulence, and i am able to focus on the beautiful views, i do not totally freak out. i do love seeing my home from above. i love that the island of alameda can be so easily seen as a whole. it's graspable (both from above and on foot/bike). i see the green park street bridge, and from there can figure out what the other visible main streets are and where my house is. 

after flying over alameda, we passed over the golden gate, which looked like a bright toy bridge against the blue. and then water and more water and the blinding sun casting a gigantic gold circle on the water. and then some rows of curvy clouds lined up seemingly evenly spaced, like a letter written in cloud instead of ink. i got lost in the incredible beauty of the earth, instead of in thinking about how insane it is to be up so high. was still completely exhausted by managing the anxiety though.

at my parents' i sat in the sun on the front steps in the mornings. it was strange and still without any dogs around. first time ever in my life that my parents have been without dogs. no one running up to wipe their shaggy sandy schnauzer beards on me. 

saw two of my long time/lifelong friends and then back up to my insistent lap cat, PL. a short but sweet trip.



Monday, December 22, 2014

some cats at my house

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pinky leon, and below him, cats by mia hansen, gracia haby and louise jennison, and le train fantome

happy holidays! 
 

Sunday, December 14, 2014

cookie monster

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the scoreboard from our very complicated work dessert contest judging. yours truly won for the second year! (i, of course, did not score my own dessert.) we even had a monitor to make sure our scoring was fair. serious business.

(just realized after titling this post that i may have been channeling cookie monster with that blue outfit.)
 

Thursday, December 11, 2014

stars and lights and powdered sugar

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i'm feeling very festive and cozy these days. looking forward to sharing glögg, cookies and games with some friends this weekend.

recently i read the book stoner (name of main character, not about about an mj smoker) by john williams. stoner's responses to events/people in his life are frustrating, but the often sad story is beautifully succinctly written. somehow this excerpt, and thinking about willingness in particular, helped me in my seemingly never ending (or my gradual and recurring) letting go:

In his extreme youth Stoner had thought of love as an absolute state of being in which, if one were lucky, one might find access. In his maturity he had decided it was the heaven of a false religion, toward which one ought to gaze with an amused disbelief, a greatly familiar contempt, and an embarrassed nostalgia. Now in his middle age he began to know that it was neither a state of grace nor an illusion; he saw it as a human act of becoming, a condition that was invented and modified moment by moment and day by day, by the will and the intelligence and the heart.

Monday, December 08, 2014

december

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wispy clouded, sweets-filled, a fika mamma

the glögg is made, the tree is trimmed, the candles burning and the rain falling (finally).

Monday, November 24, 2014

hey sweet thing

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pb and chocolate cookies 
ebelskiver with apricot jam inside 
chocolate macaron (not homemade, from feel good bakery—they were out of pistachio)

me wanting you (extra slow version compared to album) 
get rhythm (young and slight johnny)

Monday, November 17, 2014

out/in alameda

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nights are getting colder, even if the days can still be bright blue and sunshine-y with pink flowers. 

the covers are piling like snow drifts, but cozy. 

soon it will be time to light candles, including this sweet beeswax hive one from bubble farm soap co. 

fascination ends

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

to encinal nursery

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 (with cute new basket, perfect for plant transport)

Sunday, November 09, 2014

fall around here

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Sunday, October 26, 2014

perimeter

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i rode leisurely along the perimeter of alameda island today—about 15 miles. perfect weather for it—warm with a breeze. i lazed around on my favorite bench on the east end of the island. then biked along the sandy bay path, to the naval base, down spirits alley. along the estuary, i read a plaque about the old shipyard, the largest on the pacific coast when it opened. at one point, i think it said 8,000 people were employed by the shipyard. and then when it reopened around WWII, 4 or 5,000 people worked there. also rode over the rails that were part of the original transcontinental railroad, whose end stop briefly was alameda. history!


Saturday, October 18, 2014

fall light

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i like this stanza in particular of the song guldlock by eva dahlgren (though the whole song is one of my favorites of hers):

kom vildvind med rosenkind
en kort stund var bara min
så lovar jag 
innan du ber
att ge dig frid

doesn't sound as good in english:

come wild wind with rosy cheek
a short time was only mine
then i promise
before you ask
to give you peace


Sunday, October 05, 2014

crate with a tail? ARR

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pinky leon oks the crate. 

i like all colors, but maroon is one of my least favorites. but the amaranth flowers in our back yard are so pretty, especially in the evening sun. check out this one purpley-maroon one. i'm seeing maroon anew.




Saturday, September 27, 2014

fall

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feels a bit like fall today—the light and air and the apples and pears at the farmers market. i'm ready for fall colors.

though today i'm traveling up to summery weather (80 degrees) for a barn dance at a farm! time to dust off the uncomfortable cowboy boots, which will likely be cast aside for dancing. 

Friday, September 19, 2014

tell a thunder whisper to

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i'm really not rose crazy. there are just so many all over alameda. 

blue, a poem by may swenson (pretty bold and sneaky)


Monday, September 15, 2014

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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

time

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beauties from 2014, 2000-ish, and 1974 i think

i love these photos of my mom and her sisters (and mormor in bottom one, standing in the middle).

i like any photos where one sees a family (and styles) change (and in some ways stay the same) over time. and as an only child i'm fascinated by siblings in general. 

it's amusing to me that my mom is in blue in the top two photos and her sisters in neutrals (with ulrika wearing most black and kata wearing most light in both). mette is escaping comparison in the top two by not being present in the middle photo. she is on the far left in the bottom photo.



Monday, September 08, 2014

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your words settled into my stomach, a protective lining for growing hope. now, gritty sand.

collecting/believing words has always been problematic for me. as i grow older, i trust words less and less, but i still love them. the intention. their shapes and sounds. how they roll in the mouth, hang on the tongue. rarely accurate, but always striving. 

candy striped neon hot and burning the soles of my feet tar stink scarves trailing the wind flags fluttering eyelids too thin skin wrinkled by smiling squinting hand to block the sun how bright how bright a flame people want to be near and capture and stare


a little bit of a large chunk removed from a letter. not sure why i want to put it here when i did not keep it there. maybe because i'm more removed now.

Friday, September 05, 2014

out/in alameda

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after attending a great new to me yoga class today, i noticed that local alameda soap makers, bubble farm soap co, will be opening up a little shop in alameda in the fall. inspiring. i love the idea of making something useful and beautiful, that relies on/supports nature (bees!) in the process. and they get to bring their products to all sorts of cool local stores, like favorites of mine, alameda natural grocery and redux, and to tattoo parlors (the salve!) and acupuncturist offices. i really like their soaps; the ones i've tried (milk and honey and oatmeal honey) are not scented with oils, and they feel soft. i think i will try the mint scented one next. can't wait to visit their shop (which already looks cute—above) when it opens. 

Saturday, August 30, 2014

out/in shapes

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