Beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there. Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek Once you see it, you never see it the same again. Who knew car washes could be briefly beautiful art installations?
Ah summer, it feels like we're just getting familiar again. I love having you around. You sure know how to serve up a good time - carnivals and carousels, pools and cafe patios, lazy lounges on the lawn, tan lines, street and folk festivals, cricket chirps, iced coffees, garden produce, rope swings into a lake, barefoot strolls… Continue reading Friday photos
Getting ready for our move to a much smaller home in Toronto, our family is purging a whole mess of excess baggage we've been carting around for too long. Some of its easy to unload (really, did I need those forgettable grad caps and tassels?) but other treasures are hard to part with. For instance,… Continue reading My first (grade) gallery exhibition
25 years today. I can hardly believe it. The wedding pictures show what looks like two kids shining with sweat, standing in front of their community and making a gift of their life to one another, too young to fully comprehend what they were really doing, recklessly making promises to be faithful until death - that's… Continue reading The book of love – 25 years in