Saturday, September 8, 2012

I love words. I always have. I play with letterforms by writing stories and this blog, printing on a letterpress, hand lettering, collaging and stamping. The postcard above is the one I sent to my postcard buddy in Canada for the Do What You Love postcard swap.  What I received from Jo is a completely different idea -- one that is ethereal, haunting and quiet.

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Friday, July 27, 2012

A walk on the Iron Horse Trail
mid-July in California
dry, hot shade.

On the ground a dozen oak galls,
Bleached to ivory, traces of yellow ochre,

Spider web spans the braces of a bridge
Over a creek bed, no water tumbling through
Even the web looks dry.
                                                                                    Buzz saws instead of running water,
                                                                                    Two 70-year old pines coming down.

                                                                                    Broken skeleton of a vine
                                                                                    Clinging to a chain-linked fence
                                                                                    In the distant haze, Mt. Diablo,
                                                                                    Yellow and fire-crisp.

 Iron Horse Trail
 In the heat of July -
 California’s winter:
 Only yellow and red cherries
 Burst with life.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012


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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Spring Hopes

Spring, a California spring:  three weeks in February when the sun shines, flowers bloom, and then March arrives, when our rainy season begins.  The beginning of spring reminds me of Japan and Betty, a Japanese woman, who exclaimed that she loved spring green, the new green of leaves as they unfurl.
March reminds me of the full moon and the vernal equinox with the days as long as the nights and the week before Theo was born when the moon shone into our bedroom late at night. Its round face spread light over my face as I turned to find a comfortable place to sleep. Theo came the day after Easter that year, and like spring, he was a sign of Hope.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Random Surprises


                                 10 RANDOM SURPRISES FROM THE NATURAL WORLD                        

1.              The sun shining through the ice crystals in the air at the top of a ski slope in Utah.
2.              The hummingbird moth flitting around our yard – the first one I had every seen.
3.              The  thousands of fireflies in the air when the outdoor restaurant at the bottom of Mt. Takao in Japan turned out all the lights.
4.              The butterfly that landed on my arm.
5.              The snake that moved in the gutter as I walked by.
6.              Theo laughing with glee at the gumball-sized hail rattling down on the deck in Minnesota.
7.              The black widow spider crawling up out of the watering can that I was holding.
8.              The 60-mile an hour blizzard we skied in at the top of Squaw Valley.
9.              The voluntary acorn that has grown into a full-sized tree at the top of our hill.
10.          The moon creating a silver sky and ocean on Highway 1 near Big Sur.

                                              15 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME

1.              I’m left handed.
2.              I drink tea more often than coffee.
3.              I wanted to live in Japan when I was young.
4.              I’m a cat person, though I like dogs too.
5.              I wanted to be a ballerina, a doctor, a biologist, a naturalist, a title designer for movies, a caterer, a dress designer, a successful woman artist, and a bed and breakfast owner.
6.              Now I would like to bake and write and garden and be with friends, and maybe paint and make prints too.
7.              I like scarves.
8.              I like the feel of the cold, even close to zero degrees, if I am dressed for the weather.
9.              I don’t like wind.
10.          I like adventures, but I didn’t take the job as an assistant flagpole painter.
11.          I love being at home.
12.          I love driving long distances while listening to loud music.
13.          I liked living in Tokyo better than living in Paris.
14.          My first memory is of my dad coming to soothe me in my crib with a made-up song based on Beethoven’s Pastoral Symphony.
15.          I am finally learning about gratitude.