After-Movie Contentment

Ah, Paris. Or does popcorn have the same tryptophan/serotonin as turkey? Or it might have been the company.

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tend towards breeze and trees

robin hood

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Late Night Mural

as traffic light flash past joining a semblance of another natural world.

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Lunch break

UV index 9. Sunscreen SPF 30.

Reading in park: The Little Seamstress by Phil Hall (Pedlar Press, 2010), Three Words Per Poem by Gregory Betts and others, [including myself] (Pooka Press, 2011), Linden Lea by rob mclennan (Grey Borders Books, 2011) and My Life by Lyn Hejinian.

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Cilantro toes

better than popsicle toes

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sooc, under 2 months to go.

Small Press Fair Finds

Some of the papery things that I got (or could have got but already had) at the Ottawa small press fair: Sweet by Dani Couture (Pedlar), The Little Seamstress by Phil Hall (Pedlar), Swallowing Spiders Whole by Warren Dean Fulton (Poems-for-All), Ivan's Birches by Barry Dempster (Pedlar) She May be Weary by Cameron Anstee (St. Andrew's Books), In/words issue 10.2, The Others Raisd in Me by Gregory Betts (Pedlar), Last Call by Warren Dean Fulton (pooka press broadsheet) Chromatic Beliefs (Tree Press/Phafours), Missing Persons by rob mclennan (mercury) Accidentals by Claudia Coutu Radmore (Apt. 9), re dis un cover by Pearl Pirie (pahfours), Active Pass by Jane Monroe (Pedlar), Exit Interview by Jim Smith (Apt. 9), Postscripts to Darkness edited by Sean Moreland and Dominik Parisien (Ex Hubris Imprints)

Don't think I even made it around to half the tables this round. But I made back the money to have a table, covered all I bought and still had dozens of dollars left over.

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Rain subsiding

Most of this storm is behind us now.

It's not unreal enough to be surreal, just real enough to be a photoshop disaster when I replaced the window with another — the drops are dinosaur ginormous and light is coming from the wrong direction and masking my hair is just wrong but it's done and I'm done with it.

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Balled that Up

Whatever it was that went thru the wash, at least it's the wrong color to be another cheque. And it matches our violas. Because mistakes should always be coordinated with one's garden doncha know?

Funny how for the last few months the heat to my extremities is improved. My hands are often warm and pink instead of grey as the dead.

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Pooka Pub Crawl

Just after midnight, the pub remarkably crowded for a Tuesday night.

Did we remember to look for Harvey?
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Some Rubies

Tuesday writing circle

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The key is in my hand

A bunch of maple keys in fact. And look at that, fingernails again. (This fascinates me more than you I know.)

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Spider woman

a variant of guerilla knitting on trees and lampposts was left by someone in the park.

kids going by all wanted to run up to the web. one little sister scolded little brother not to touch. he can look but not touch. there might be spiders.

Spider, by Barry Dempster. I like his gentle self-mocking tone, his imaginative twists.

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One is Never Enough

The hat is from Belarus and the dress is from Kuwait. The texture layer is by iBrigs at the Thestures for Layer group. The translations are courtesy of Omniglot who has a language blog.

In no particular order languages pictured include: Finnish, Vietnamese, Arabic, Persian, Inuktituk, Klingon, Armenian, Greek, Scottish Gaelic, Duck, Italian, French, Dog, Tagalog, Chinese, Hebrew, Gujarati and Norwegian.

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Safe Search

Surfing online couldn't be more safe.

(Well, perhaps it could, but I couldn't find my kneepads.)

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Readers & Writers

Monty Reid, myself, rob mclennan and one more writer giving the rabbit's ears thru the glass. But we won't say who, will we Warren Dean Fulton?

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Poppies

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In the 365-doldrums. One pic at a time back out. Was going to do a indoor staged one but the sun and warm is too nice to miss.

This one run thru cross-processing and 60s-effect of Flickr effects. Like how the stiffness and stillness of me and the antiquing is at odds with the cycling and movement in the background.

Ooh, and sometime today someone tiptoed in as the 2500th page view of this blog.

Navel gaze

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Bridgehead Brownie

after a lot of work, a treat, with, surprise, chocolate involved.

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sooc

Zoom thru an alley

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A quick-as-possible photo while a couple walking their across the street realize they have nowhere they need to go to so stop, stare, point, and settle in for watching me go back and forth from shutter release to wall.

Take 2, sooc:


71 days, just over 2 months to go. August 22nd.

Digitally Enhanced

Just not like the bionic man.



Edit>Edit this photo in picnik
then playing in picnik under create>effects>focal pixelate and various camera emulation effects including Orton-ish and HDR-ish


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Slain with my own hands

The cocoa-beast. Yet its kind is many.

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With The Remover of all Obstacles

I'm gold written in stone.

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Where the Wild Grass Grows

before the storm blows in hail and flying cattle.

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Keeping Cool

double-fisted slurping at popsicles out in the heat.

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Sun world chats

A lunch out with Rol brings the sun brighter to the world.

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Dizzy

The head is worse than yesterday. Woo, floor, lovely to see you again. How have you been? The head rushes have been, shall we say, entertaining, for a few days now.

It doesn't help that my cooking binge has heated the house up to 28 degrees. And 3 meals of basically sugar may not have been a hot idea either.

Photo edited with www.tuxpi.com photo FX toy.


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Sun-dappled

On walkabout. The sun may not make the world perfect, but it helps some.

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Pear-Shaped

Pear-shaped in the neutral sense and in the good sense.

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Walk the Line

courting trouble or ease?

what is identity, the geometries of face, or choices of actions?

sooc

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At a Windy Point

(This would be more impressive with long hair. As is, who has seen the wind?)

It could be an album cover. Now all I need is music. And our band name.

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