Friday, December 16, 2005
Perfect packing snow, I longed to go outside and make a snowman, throw snowballs (illegal, but who cares?) and be an elementary teacher again.
I also wanted to take photos of the children with their bright scarves, red cheeks and shining eyes, but I was stuck in the classroom, giving a test; the best I could do was shoot from the back door with my little 3X Nikon.
Today is the last day of school before Christmas vacation, but there will be no relaxing until the cards are out, the presents are wrapped, and the house is clean.
It's snowing again.
Monday, December 12, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
By the time I got back to the house, my feet were icicles and my hands were almost numb, despite my gloves. One must suffer for one's art.
The best pillar I ever saw was years ago when I was going to college. I was teaching an afterschool recorder group in a nearby town. As I traveled, the sun was setting and a golden pillar formed. About two thirds of the way up a narrow flat cloud crossed the beam, catching the gold light and creating a perfect cross. Of course, I didn't have my camera with me, but the image has been in my mind all these years.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Friday, September 09, 2005
Now I am teaching again, which I do enjoy - it's just the stress of deadlines that make these chain imprints on my forehead.
Monday, August 22, 2005
On Thursday the boys wanted to return to Twelve Mile, since the fishing wasn't that great and Lake Michigan was calm. We warned them that there was no way to know what Lake Superior would be like on any given day. We aren't experienced enough to determine that information from wind direction or velocity given on the weather channel. But they wanted to go for it anyway. So we made the two hour trip north. The Lake was calm. Pefect for snokeling and looking for pretty rocks, which is what I love to do. The boys (and girls) were deflated.
Eventually the stable flies, which love a calm day when the wind is out of the southwest, drove us away with their incessant biting. But before that, I stayed in the water and snorkeled until I was chilled to the bone. Probably close to two hours.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
It was definitely worth it. For more pictures, go to my Flickr site:
Monday, August 01, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
My purchase of the day: a blue and green ceramic tile: "Mowabi"... something like that. I can't figure out what the word is, even looking right at it. But I could have spent hundreds of dollars on paintings and pastels and figurines.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
On the otherhand, next summer Emily will be graduated and might be working, so this could be our last opportunity to take a camping vacation together as a family. I'd hate to waste it.
Time slips away...
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
It's about how we just go on with life - buying jewelry and other things that mean nothing. All the accumulation seems like a complete waste when one faces "the Knock", or the knowledge that death is coming and can't be stopped. It seems as if you face it alone because you leave all your loved ones and go on alone into the dark silence.
However, if you have spent this transience of life building a relationship with Jesus, I expect the big step won't be quite so alone. I've seen the people that know Him die. It's much more like going home.
Monday, June 27, 2005
No. I take that back. Whenever I upload a photo I love, I check back often, hoping for lots of comments. It's like throwing out a lure to see if one can get any bites.
Anyways, keep looking around on flickr, and you will be blown away by what you find. Check out the photography of foreversouls, airchild, tp, fd, creativity+, and jeffclow for starters.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Afterwards I slipped into the water and cooled off, floated, and just enjoyed the fact that it is summer.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
So glad to have our electricity back on again after two days without it.
Monday, May 30, 2005
I worked in the garden and all my fingernails are dirty. It feels good.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Monday, May 02, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
I saved the only two of my tulips that were ready to bloom and I am enjoying them from inside the house as the snow blows (and I do mean blows) around outside on this day, April (yeah, right) 24th, year of our Lord, 2005.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
It would also be bad for the fruit crop - a freeze taking out all the blossoms. That is a real possibility this year.
Early springs are nice, but they have their drawbacks.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
First of all, I just don't feel like writing lately. Too much other stuff to do - no feeling that a leisurely weaving of words would be a pleasant pasttime. Secondly, the "hello" program is not working correctly, so uploading my photography is a hassle. Nothing seems to work. I click on the picture above to insert a photo and nothing happens.
Gotta go to bed.
I'll figure it all out another day.
Gotta go to bed.
I'll figure it all out another day.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Today was the first day of school in the new school building. Its hard to believe that it was three and a half years ago that the school board decided God was leading them to build a new school. We had no money, no land, and no prospects. There were people who said it would never happen. And from the worlds point of view, they were right. It should have been impossible.
Today I taught in the impossible dream. I walked the halls, played volleyball in the gym, and visited the preschool of the impossible dream. I saw the end result of faith in action.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Endings. The end of an Era. Today is the last day that WCA will hold school in the A of G church on Old Creek, where the little Christian school has carried on for almost twenty-five years. I was there on the first day in 1981, teaching third and fourth grade in the new building. Now a determined goup of parents and administrators have brought about what some people said would never happen - a multi-million dollar school has been built and tomorrow we will turn to the future and begin moving in. But today, we take one last look behind us and honor the past and live in the moment, for this particular day will never come again.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Deep January cold that makes you dread the journey from the car to the house, or the parking lot to the school or the store. Cold that bites your skin, warning your instincts that it is no minor thing to be trifled with, and you had better hurry. Cold that negates the shining sun and tightens up the twinkling of the shivering stars. It makes the waiting cat change her mind about going outdoors, even though she despises her litter box.
And the sparrow fluffs out its feathers and says, "It is nothing."
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Monday night I took the back roads again. The sky was a mix - a little bit of everything: blue sky, dark clouds with snow swirling out of them, golden light, I ws stoppping about every three minutes. It's a good thing Sam and Emily weren't with me. They would not have appreciated me making a half an hour journey into an hour and a half. But, as you can see, it was worth every delay.
Monday, January 17, 2005
Friday, January 14, 2005
A warm wave from the south melted almost all our snow. Lucy and I went picutre taking in the woods until dusk. The darker it got, to more my photos began to take on a blue tint. Correcting them with the automatic setting on the microsoft photo program only made them bluer. I like it.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Surprise! The school day turned into a snow day. I started working on my exams and correcting papers - then I shoved it all to the other end of the table and put on my coat, wrapped a blue scarf around my head, put my husband's hat on for coolness, and put my digitals in plastic bags so the snow wouldn't get them wet. Then Lucy and I went for a snow hike in the woods. Many more photos of the morning on Flickr, CaptPiper.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Of course, Lucy came with me.
January 8th. It was forty years ago on this day my mother died.