2016 is the year it all came crashing down: our belief in the systems that govern us, and the people who govern the facade of those systems. But like the tree in this photo, sometimes there’s a surprising beauty in fallen things.
During the solstice sunset, I was in the car driving with my daughter on the way home from college for winter break. I’d planned to pull over at one of the highway lookout points that provides views of the rural landscape to catch the day’s shift to night. I warned my family the night before: we were getting on the road before 11AM, returning books to the campus bookstore first thing, grabbing breakfast to go, spending no more than 20… Keep Reading
In 2013, the U.S. Congress shutdown, the Affordable Care Act launched, and I was laid off from IBM in the same month. Three job offers from three organizations all on hold pending the passage of a congressional budget. I had a lot of time on my hands and spent every morning, for weeks, sitting at a small table in the back of my boyfriend’s restaurant eating hash browns and fruit, drinking coffee, and responding to requests from recruiters for updated… Keep Reading
This wrapped box contains a secret. A Christmas gift for my love. Something decadent, something desired, something to fill his heart and his belly with comfort and joy. It is a matcha tea set complete with bamboo whisk, white porcelain bowl for mixing, and a sterling silver spoon that’s the exact measure tea masters say is required for the perfect scoop of matcha. Also, there are three small packs of matcha in three flavors: mint, chocolate, and plain. The perfect… Keep Reading
Him with other camera My best decision of 2016 was to indulge the craft of making photos of things I love. After a couple years toying around, I took my boyfriend’s advice and began learning how photo making works. The workshops, tutorials, and photo-blogging challenges have been a great source of comfort and generosity. I gave myself permission to cheat on my writing with the optics of story and I feel pretty good about that.
Traditions, old and new. Every year we decorate a gingerbread house for Christmas. It’s a task that begins with anticipation, spirals into my frustration and yelps when my gingerbread roof caves in or I break the icing bag tip and have to spread the icing with my finger, and ends in laughter and our eating a third of the candy sprinkles and dots reserved for the trim. I love it.
The wreath I made for autumn. I made a traditional wreath for the front door, but had more fun with this one. Nothing says Halloween season like red brocade ribbon and sugar skulls.
Day 9: Best Day of 2016 My best day wasn’t a day of celebration or turning point of any kind. It was random September day, the first day of classes for of my daughter’s sophomore year. She was all moved in to the dorms, supplies secured, and I was tucked away in a Bed and Breakfast 10 miles from her campus. I stay in town for a week after dropping her off to write and go for long drives and… Keep Reading
Homecoming weekend! Tailgating, s’mores making, theater performances, live chess match, cider pressing, and barely time to sleep. Of course no visit to see your kid is complete without the obligatory pose in the quadrangle for photographs in the cold rain.