(a candid moment from my recent fiesta)
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my goat and i would like to thank
each and every one of you
who help me
celebrate every day
(the best day ever)
by being a part of my life.
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“instead of hate, celebrate.”
-prince
Nov19
Author Archives: beth
Nov18
art is long.
one grandpa, one art, one village
“life is short, art is long.”
— john ringling
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video credit: bbc news
Nov18
around again.
if you have eaten the above, you are my contemporary.
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here i go, around again
another trip around the sun
happy to say i’m still here.
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google images
Nov17
write-ins.
in the 1985 boise, idaho mayoral election
there were four write-in votes for mr. potato head.
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“like most meaningful activities, campaigns are team games.”
-alastair campbell
Nov16
a good place.
what a lovely little place
discovered on a walk in the woods
nestled beneath the old trees
resting on a blanket
of the softest pine needles
open to all who happen by
who lives here?
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“when you’re wide open, the world is a good place.”
-sharon salzberg
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nichols arboretum, ann arbor, mi, usa. november 2018
Nov15
party.
one of my grandie’s party plan:
1. unwrapping ball game
2. slime making
3. cotton ball snowball fight
4. taco bar
i love this combo so much.
my kind of party.
could be the best day ever.
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“my advice for life: dance and sing your song while the party is still on.”
― r
Nov14
fancy water.
kinder happily samples the first batch of playground snow
it ‘tastes like fancy water.’
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“i leaned out one last time and caught a snowflake on my tongue.
they tasted so good, so pure and so divine,
like nothing I had ever tasted from the sky. ”
Nov13
living room.
Nov12
performance anxiety?
in honor of the passing of stan lee. the time i met one of his characters in real life and it didn’t go as planned –
when i was 7, i finally had a chance to meet one of my idols, spiderman, who happened to be at the montgomery wards store at our local mall, at the same time as i was. i saw this as fate, and i could not have been more excited, as he had been one of my idols for as long as i could remember.
waiting in line, anxious, worked up, hopping with joy, i finally made my way up to the front to meet him. i was shy, but i was motivated, and so, i asked him to ‘shoot his webs’ for me, one of my favorite superpowers i’d seen him do on tv many times, enabling him to fly from building to building, saving people, and meting out justice on the bad guys.
i will never forget his reaction in response to my quiet, but earnest request. he first…
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Nov12
bridge.
how lovely it would be
to walk across this little bridge each day
leave the busy world behind
to enter once again
the quiet calm called home.
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“praise the bridge that carried you over.”
-george colman
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ann arbor, mi, usa – on geddes road
I didn't have my glasses on.... 