Category Archives: simplicity

Crocheted Mixed-Stitch Stripey Blanket

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IMG_2607One thing I love to do to stay cozy in the winter months is crochet.  I’ve been working on a crocheted mixed-stitch blanket ala Little Woollie.  Mine is shown here, with modeling help from Lil’ Pupper who loves crocheted blankets.  He likes to get under them and then stick his nose and teeth through the holes, wrestling and growling like he’s a scary monster.

Anyway, I really like littlewoollie.blogspot.com and was especially enamored with her mixed-stitch stripey blanket.  It’s kind of free form, and you know, I love free-form anything.  I really want to add some Catherine Wheels, but I’ve been feeling lazy and just doing EASY stitches.  I have to say, I think I love lazy-easy more than I love Catherine Wheels.  Well, that’s me, at least that’s me now.  Who knows maybe I’ll feel adventurous and complicated tomorrow.IMG_2299

The Natural World in Photos

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Big Beetle, Baja, Mexico
Horseshoe Crab, Chincoteague Island, VA
Unknown Plant, Alameda, CA
Bark, Alameda, CA
Crab, Baja, Mexico
Butterfly, San Leandro, CA
Octopus, Baja Mexico
Beetle, Baja, Mexico
Unknown Flower

Click on a circle to start the slideshow, see a bigger version, or see the caption.

One reason I love taking photos is that it helps me look and SEE.  I can get so caught up in my thoughts that I forget to really look at what’s around me.  The thing is not to get too caught up in taking photos, as opposed to just being there.  I wonder about how our lives change for the good and the bad when we record everything, and yet, I love to look at these pictures and remember and appreciate the beauty and elegance (okay, maybe not the beetle, but look at those studs on his back, very haute couture, no?) of nature.

The Beautiful Paradox of Alone: Not Alone

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This photo was taken at Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania on a trip a couple of years ago.  For me it conjures feelings of satisfaction, deep breathing, and connecting with nature.  There’s a sense that in meditation (formal or informal) we are one with everything, it’s a solitude, and yet the very opposite of solitude.  The beautiful paradox of alone: not alone.  Inside and outside, alone and not alone.  Kinda hurts my brain.