Christmas Eve in my family means a gathering at my grandparents’ home. The agenda goes something like this: piñata, buffet dinner, carols (sung to a piano that has not been tuned in years and sounds like it belongs in a saloon these days), a visit from Santa, the opening of gifts, the reading of the [...]
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my first attempt at water droplets Years ago, I was planning a solo vacation to Florence Italy. This appalled many of my friends and family. The solo part, not the Florence part. Along with safety concerns, one friend said to me – how can you go see all of those beautiful things without someone [...] This is my grandmother. She has six children, twenty grandchildren, and something like forty great-grandchildren and counting (really counting – one is due to be born any minute now). Unlike my mother, I have no idea if her goal in life was to be a grandmother. She’s pretty good at it, though. She is [...] When drawing, I find that people are the most compelling subjects. But they just won’t stand still long enough for me! I think people are pretty compelling subjects for photography too – but my love for the candid portrait generally clashes with my sensitivity to the fact that most adults aren’t comfortable with my [...] It snowed here yesterday. Oh, nothing like the picture here from last winter’s fun. Just a couple of inches. Should be no biggie. But my road is not one of the ones that the city plows first (oddly, since their health department building is here) and that combined with a certain amount of traffic, and [...] This was the Oak Grove Cemetery – an African American cemetery. The sign in front said: “The present site reflects the heritage, spirit and unity of black people when the walls of Segregation were still standing.”
I still haven’t figured out [...]
I spent this weekend battling a sinus infection. Battling is such an active word for what it was, actually. There were a couple of bursts of medication-aided activity (mainly Saturday night when I decided I needed to get out of the house and see people before I went crazy) but [...] I might have to warn you about the glitter. I’ve been wrapping presents. The glitter from the paper is everywhere. It’s in my hair, on my clothes, in the seams of my couch. For one brief paranoid moment while I was changing lenses on my camera I thought maybe it was in the air. Enter [...] It used to be that one of the grand mysteries of life to me was the athlete who knowingly played on an injury. Why on earth would anyone do that to themselves? So short-sighted. Listen to your body. Pain is telling you something you need to know. Hah. Well, life has a sometimes unkind way [...] |
 
Becky's bookshelf: read
I was in a bookstore the other day hunting for something to read on writing when I got distracted by the books on reading. I picked this one up, knowing nothing about Nick Hornby beyond his connection to About a Boy. My impressions in no...
I grew up loving to read and hope to pass that on so every year I get books for my nieces and nephews for Christmas. There are twenty of them and as they're getting older I can no longer give only books I've read so each year there are o...
 
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