my new blue chair.

goodwill treasures abound.

weekend wanderings.

the photos as follows:

chinatown alley, view from our picture window.
the nra show. the palazzolos boys working magic.
karl and connor, getting ready for the big race.
lisa and andy. tiny church, big love.
fields and llamas in washington.
lost in north chicago.
lost on 22nd place.

it is a lovely evening here and as the sun begins to set between my backyard and the sound, i want to follow it there and then all the way across the sea and around the world until it slowly makes it way to greeting you with morning light in a place that is now sleeping behind me to the east. if i could break the rules of distance and time, i would pick you up and drop you right down here, we could make our way down golden gardens park. light up a fire on the beach. roll our pants up to our knees and play in the water.

i have been traveling from seattle quite a bit these last few weeks. outside the city to a wedding in the mountains, across the country for a quick weekend of work and friends in the windy city, then up to bellingham to see old dear camp friends. here are some shots from these good good times.

for now, i will leave it to the lucky old sun to send warm greetings.

my new home.

the trip.

Calvin Alumni Photography Show

hi friends.

in case you are not able to make it to the gallery to see the alumni show at calvin, or are curious about my images, here is a link...

http://www.calvin.edu/centerartgallery/2007_2008/
alumniphotoawardgallery08.htm

pretty cool. i dare say.

amelea

lets buy ourselves big thrift store coats..

and wander with our coffee cups through the snow.

my friends in sunnier states think us to be in grave danger. but really we are just a little cold. i like to think that the lasting consequence of such a chill is only that our springtime will seem so much warmer. in the meantime, ill keep quiet company with salt trucks and runny noses.

but it is more than winters white blanket that keeps me quiet these days. i gather in what is mine, the treasures of the time less structured, what movement for this strange season has been so free. because now the journey has a destination, and for that my restless heart rests easy. a contradiction, the heart works as it knows best. it is balance, it is season, it is the necessary movement we need to stay awake. and warm. what will seattle hold that i could not find here? perhaps nothing, when it comes to believing in these precious moments and answering to the daily task of keeping ones heart big and open. i think it is more about some dreams i have been having. dreams that i need to try to pin down. part of that requires putting a little distance between myself and what is familiar, at least for a little while. i remind myself that nothing is ever lost, i carry it all here with me. when i pack, i will wrap it up and hide it somewhere between my 9 pairs of boots and felted yellow blanket.

rosie thomas in the liner notes of her latest album says that we need to have challenges in our life because it is very important that we know how strong we are. i will remember this if you promise to as well, okay?

friends, cuddle up. think warm thoughts.
be brave. and maybe ill see you on the road.

waiting for the songbirds...

windshield, keyhole; lost dunes.