cluck

excellent news:

you'll be able to order yours soon

this is good 

photo via wendy macnaughton

[bravo, wendy and isaac!]

acts of light

there are no shelves like joan's:

pure
bliss

thank you, dear friend

afternoon sun

photos: vt

dot dot dot

west coast road trip

sweet pie

coffee + heaven in seattle

=

high 5 pie

fairy tales

yesterday, kevin and i went for a walk at rancho. as we got to the top of the hill, there was a family -- two little girls, a mom, a dad -- and they paused, as we did -- they were a few feet away from us -- and the mother and her two daughters began to play, there was a tight knot of tall trees, branches starting far above our heads, and the mother said "oh, I am a fair maiden in the tower, who will come and find me? who is strong and brave and smart enough?" and immediately it was clear that the girls knew rapunzel, and began to enact the rest of the fairy tale. being strong and brave and smart, they could come to the rescue! and there were dragons and horses and rapunzel's long long hair flowing from the tower and in maybe three or four minutes the entire story became real and blossomed and was done. rapunzel was rescued, the girls were strong and sure; each member of the family easily acted one or two roles. and i thought just this: how we learn is living, and all the eons of myth that go before us, and all the centuries of history, and all the stories of love though the ages...they are simply supposed to be woven into our lives, and we, as parents, we are the weavers. teachers can help, and friends are essential, but isn't it up to us to teach our children that they are strong and brave and capable, resilient, full of promise? isn't it an every-day thing, letting them know this and then showing them how? this is what it means, love. it's not who they are and what they do. it's who they know they are, what they believe they can do. and it's knowing the world may be full of situations that seem overwhelming. and it is believing that even the impossible can be made possible with ingenuity and faith and strength. long long tresses can become rope, small girls can become brave knights, the bare trunks of tall trees can become a tower. and we can remember that our strength is in each other, in ourselves, and in the sharing of it. if we don't share, it becomes dormant and might very well wait at the top of every tower asleep and dusty and completely missing the brave ones who teach us new things: the children.

my hat is off to that mother. she knows what she is doing.

den

pirates

any explanation would just be about the light

august in california

[to include the presidio and asilomar]

august, california

asilomar

julia morgan

only details

i felt the potential gain was worth the risk

"I candidly admit that I knowingly and deliberately left the planned working area
out of TV coverage to examine and photograph the interior crater walls
for possible bedrock exposure or other useful information.

I felt the potential gain was worth the risk."

-neil armstrong

the photograph is one that has great meaning for me: although it is not a moment of risk, it is a moment of connection and love. actually: love is the riskiest thing around. risk something today, maybe? theresa said it need only be something small. just one small thing. for love.  

she also said this: "at the moment of death we will not be judged according to the number of good deeds we have done or by the diplomas we have received in our lifetime: we will be judged according to the love we have put into our work."