snow duck

does anyone know what kind of duck this is?

is it an eider, by any chance? I saw it a few weeks ago in Duxbury,MA.

That last post was a bit ironic, since I was down for the count beginning Super Bowl night and lasting through until the following Monday! Well, if there's anyone out there still reading, I made it through my first week back at work after being sicker than I have ever been, inundated with the flu and a bacterial infection. It was a horrible, surreal eight days that both made me at once sick of my house and appreciative of it and of life in general. I am now in the process of rebuilding, and it's going pretty well so far, but slow. I saw a bunch of films, most on DVD, and most of which were ones I had already seen. Some excellent films I must recommend that I have seen of late: Dogtown and Z-Boys, Open Water and Million Dollar Baby (there were a bunch of others that weren't as impressive). There are so many I want to see right now but that's as far as I have gotten, only one in the theater. I am also trying really hard not to bake lots of sweets, but it's gotten cold again so it's not easy. That's my update for now, I will try to be more dedicated to updating this thing from now on, as I know there are some of you who do read it. Ciao~

p.s. I re-linked both videos from my Feb. 4 post, hopefully they will stay live for a little while anyway.

yo he creado... la mamba

en una racha iridiscente mágica de mohair, la mamba nace.

land of clay and yarn

after almost a four year hiatus, i have started making things out of clay again. partly out of practical need and partly out of spiritual need. it is so good to throw again. so now i must try to keep my knitting clean! being that i was so out of practice, i threw cylinders for the first few hours of studio time. and i can only get in there monday nights and weekends, so i have thrown two nice mugs so far--one heavy, rough-carved, and the other big but light and delicate with a handle. i may wander into abstract land at some point, but i may only have a month so i need to crank out some stuff for the kitchen first. both mugs are white stoneware, i am hoping to bring in some porcelain if i continue working in this studio. they have limited resources (and space) there, so anything besides what they have there needs to be schlepped in and packed out. unless you are special, and i am not yet. i miss the wood kiln! do i need to go back to grad school and run away from the working world for awhile? or do i need to keep working for a living so i can save to have my own studio and kiln.....and farm, and goats, and vegetable oil powered vehicles, and PV system to power the house that i am going to build....

warmth of the sun
sand hot under my feet
barbecue
corn roasted in a pit
cool drink with lime
floating on the water surface
watching fish swim below
sea birds calling
warm breeze

it's only the beginning of january. gonna be a long time.

feliz año nuevo con las reinas de nueva york

this weekend we welcomed 2005 (good riddance '04, as seze says) with many friends, sharing in glee and then solitude (after a considerable lack thereof until 5 am)
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new year's eve began like this, with a lovely salsera and some delicious potion

y seguió, con diosas en brooklyn....





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it was a peaceful new year's day, which we spent con queridas amigas nancy and raquel at tom's diner and subsequently, some time in one of my favorite places on earth, the cathedral of saint john the divine.
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then there was a screening of a fine historical film called tuff turf, in order to replenish the energies lost the previous eve. two members of our expedition were able to revitalize enough to drink vodka and crank out some heavy renditions of bon jovi songs in chinatown, then crawl home to more solitude. the next day was primarily taken up with eating delicious foods of wonder cooked by miss seze and then riding in the carriage home to bostonia, where we will share a respite until the next leg of our journey...

you will notice that once in a while a pygmy goat will show up.

A Very Classy Christmas to All...

ent sounds

i got up to go the airport at 4:15 this morning and it was 4 degrees fahrenheit.
with every breath, any moisture on the way toward my lungs froze for a moment.
i love how in this kind of cold the snow doesn't melt and it retains that delicious crunchy frictiony sound--when i am parking my car it reminds me of Ents, which is always a good thing. like ice breaking and moving down the Hudson.

right now:

it is snowy, windy and very cold (currently 16F not counting the wind chill)
a robot made my hot cocoa a few minutes ago
it is hot and dry in this building
i have a bag of smart food on my desk
if i went and stood on the mass ave bridge facing east, within seconds i would not be able to move my facial muscles very well, and i would be looking at whitecaps on a dark gray-blue river that appears to be flowing backwards toward the continental divide. but don't worry, it's not.
i am looking forward to this evening and to seeing my family this weekend
i am thinking about baking cookies when i get home
i would like to have a snow day

look at this!

big fuschia

big fuschia is a cardigan (i think). here is a picture of her first sleeve:



she kind of looks like the devil with an iPod in this shot. i am both excited by and frightened of big fuschia, in part because she has no pattern and i have never knitted anything except scarves and hats. whenever i show her sleeve to people they say "that's a big sleeve" and i say "yes, it is"

this is not the last you will hear of big fuschia. and once she's done, she may no longer answer to that name.

happy 100th aunt sirarpi!

Today is my great-great aunt Sirarpi's 100th birthday. Aunt Sir is one of the most vivacious people I know. She still writes, cooks amazing food and paints, and she recently testified in front of the Maryland State and U.S. Senate about the Armenian Genocide. She has a great attitude about life. Here's a little something she wrote when she was 92 that I find inspiring:


I hope my life will be an inspiration to the new generation--systematic 15-minute calisthenics and 3-mile walks every day, rain or shine.

After college and 2 years of medical school, I continued my education by reading books, newspapers, and interest in current events. As I got older, instead of stagnating with people my own age I spent time with younger people. I kept myself mentally young by helping and getting involved with their lives.

After raising three children, I began working at age 54. I took pride in my appearance and looked 20 years younger because I never smoked or drank alcohol. At age 85, I retired.

Seven years ago, my husband passed away. I was totally lost. I felt sick and despondent and wanted to die. My granddaughter encouraged me to write my life history. I wrote 500 pages and gave copies to my children and grandchildren.

Today, I am 92 years old. I still walk 3 miles a day. I have joined church groups, and I read and lecture. I take pleasure in group vacations, and instead of wanting to die, I have learned to give.

pearls melt in vinegar

layman:
oooooh! um, is that really true?

chemist:
yes, vinegar reacts with pearls, according to :
CaCO3 + 2HAc -> Ca(Ac)2 + C02 + H20
How fast this happens depends on a number of factors like concentration of acid, surface exposed to reaction, temperature, agitation, etc. I believe that the term MELT was employed in a common sense for a layman.


yes, a layman. a romantic, poetic, visceral image-loving layman.

oh, feelin yucky

gotta keep an eye on my valuables, i'm on the cold meds again. my wallet is locked up as I speak.
gonna drink me some tea and sleep me some zs.