110/366: Unexpected Beauty

One of the things I love the most.
About my visiting my Grandparents.
Is my Grandmother's ability.
To add simple.
Beautiful touches.
Where you least expect it.


Like a sprig of dried Sweet Annie.
Grown in the backyard.
Dried in the garage.
Hung fragrant and lovely.
On the back of door.
With an aged clothes pin.
Where you least expect it.

109/366: Favorite Movie

There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. 
Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be.
                                                                                     - Willy Wonka

108/366: An Artist

Meet Maurice.
A super cool dude.
An amazing photographer.
A friend.
We are fortunate to see.
A couple of times a year.


You.
Can find him here.
Dutchman Photos


I.
Can find him in my living room.
At least for a few more days...

107/366: A Timepiece

My first watch.
Was a dainty Mickey Mouse.
With a narrow brown band.
A gift from my grandparents.
It still works.
Occasionally.
I still wear it.

106/366: Tools

Sewing is the new black.

105/366: Mirrors

I love mirrors.  They let one pass through the surface of things.
                                                      - Claude Chabrol

104/366: Feet

Snuggled on the couch.

For movie night.

103/366: Opposites - Near and Far

Tonight.
As I was driving home from work.
The most beautiful.
Foggy.
Marine layer rolled in.


I thought to myself.
When I get home.
The hubs and I are going to the beach.
To shoot.


When I pulled in.
To my surprise.
My husband was already outside.
Cameras in hand.


So we went to the beach.
And shot.




Near.

Far.

Some others.
Of a foggy beach.
In the afternoon.

102/366: A Favorite Song

Tonight.
We saw The Foo Fighters.




Best. Show. Ever.




By some divine.
Twist of fate.
The topic I was given for today's blog.
By the random list generator...
A favorite song.




Here is Everlong.
Live...
From L.A.

101/366: On My Block

My street.

The flower that poked through the fence.

As a bud.

And finally bloomed.

On my birthday.

The fire hydrant.

That earned me.

My first California parking ticket.

100/366: Plastic

Growing up.
If there was a big event.
Swim meet.
Vacation.
Road Trip.
Anything.
That required us to wake early.
My Dad would crank up the stereo.
With Janis Joplin.

Cry Baby at 5am.
Immediately followed.
With Piece of My Heart.
Janis and Daddy.
Belting it out.
At the top of their lungs.

By they time they made it.
To Bobby McGee.
I had stopped grumbling.
And was rolling out of bed.

I complained of course.
Who wouldn't?
Yet I always look back.
On those wake up calls.
With a smile.

99/366: Weather

Why is it.
Whenever there is a horrible weather event.
They send some poor guy.
Out to stand.
In the 100 mph winds.
And rain.
In a suit.
To talk about.
How windy and wet.
It is outside.

98/366: Wheels

Everytime I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.
                                                                         - H.G. Wells

97/366: Hobbies

I am a girl.
Of many hobbies.
So many.
That we recently gutted.
Our guest room closet.
So that I could better store.
Fabric.
Yarn.
Ribbons.
Notions.
Cameras.
Flashes.
Sewing machines.
Sequins.
Books.
Doo Dads.
Knick Knacks.
Stuff.




We finished it today.
I am.
Over the moon.
With delight.
It might not be much.
To you.
But to me.
It pretty much rocks.

96/366: A Daily Occurrence

At least once a day.
I ask my husband.
My co-workers.
Whoever is in earshot.
No one in general.


Where did my keys go?
Where is my phone?


You would think by now.
I would have figured out.
A better system.
A designated pocket.
In the purse.
The table by the front door.
Something.
Anything.


I will think I finally have it mastered.
A plan in place.
And then.
The next day.
As we are walking out the door.
I will ask my husband.
Honey, have you seen my phone?

95/366: Something Sweet

It always amazes me.
How we intertwine memories.
With other senses.
Tastes.
Sights.
Smells.
Objects.


I have a sweet tooth.
As such, different treats... 
Remind me of people.
Places.
Times in my life.


Cowtails remind me of my Grandfather.
Who would stop at the corner store.
On the way home from work.
And come home with the caramel and cream treats.
In his shirt pocket.


Swedish Fish remind me of summers spent.
At the neighborhood pool.


Jell-O cake makes me think of my Mom.
Who always made sure.
That I had a cherry Jell-O cake.
Each year on my birthday.


Ben and Jerry's - College.
When I first discovered the wonderful goodness.
Of Phish Food.


Jelly Belly jelly beans.
Those make me smile.
With thoughts of my husband.
Simply because he loves them.


Earlier this week I traveled for work.
One stop on my travels...
A candy store. 
Where I discovered a wall.
Of Jelly Belly's.


Just under a pound of which.
Traveled back to California in my bag. 
Happy Husband.

94/366: Disneyland

It's raining.
Not a night for Disney.
So we improvised.
Snuggled inside.
With wine.
Mickey Ears...
and some Pac Man.

93/366: Long Exposure

So happy to be home.


Sunset Beach, California

92/366: Lightbulbs

I can't stand a naked light bulb, anymore than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.
                                                              - Tennessee Williams

91/366: Fun

Today I got to do something.
I haven't had a chance to do in years.
A fall road trip.
With my Mom.
What could be.
More fun than that?