At The Table In My Sunroom: double black diamond

Friday, February 5, 2010

double black diamond

Last night I made a milestone: skied the double black diamond trail on our little mountain. What fun! The snow these days is hard and fast - so easy skiing. I am getting used to skiing fast, and last night felt loose and easy. That's the best part. No, wait, the best part is being outside on a sparkling night and feeling the wind tear your eyes (the only part of my body not covered).

Just a tiny funny, a photo memory for myself - just one of the many new chewed items in my home. At least she did not get the phone!

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MeriFebruary 5, 2010 at 12:51 PM
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MeriFebruary 5, 2010 at 1:09 PM
Ok - brain fog. Jennifer - I understand your appetite for skiing. Leah, I don't understand your appetite for leather. How about a doggy chew instead?
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Thanks for visiting. I love having you at my table with me.

A time has come in my life to reach into another place, to reach into a cobwebbed and stiff part of my brain - the creative part. And then, maybe to take what I find to hold it out to share. You see, I have never been creative (and am still not, you might say); I have experienced the world analytically. I now see there is so much more to the world than that.

This started with an idea to write a photo-journal to myself. In that journal, I would write and take photos of details to CONTEMPLATE the numerous sparkles of life I have around me, and CAPTURE them to last. So here I am, come join me....

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

"The Road Less Travelled" by Robert Frost

Friday, February 5, 2010

double black diamond

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