Knock Knock!

Who’s there? A May Day bouquet, that’s who!

May I Help You?
We had such a nice surprise!
Swathes and swathes...
Getting that beautiful bouquet inspired me to go out into the garden. Here's a photo bluebells growing on either side of the sidewalk in my garden. My garden seems to be about pitting thugs against one another! These were accidentally imported into my garden when I got some dirt from a neighbor, but I'm glad they are here because they are beautiful, especially in big swathes.
I had a lovely cup of tea on my front stoop to celebrate spring.
I had a cup of tea on the front stoop and admired my beautiful teacup my friend Steve Kelly gave me. He makes beautifully shaped and colored hand-made ceramic pieces and I always feel like we're having a conversation when I use them.
Friend or Foe?
It's not as if I need a new project, but I've been keeping this invasive comfrey around partly because I love it (even though it's a thug) and partly because I want to try making green dye for dying fabric.
We need a little touch of the other primary colors before we go, no?



He was my sweet kitty cat for 11 and 1/2 years and I still miss him terribly. This little photo of him used to be taped to the top of my Mac Quadra computer, purchased in 1993 and then on my eMac purchased in about 2004. I recently took the images, one of Zooey and the other of my childhood cat, Joe, off the eMac before donating it to Free Geek.

I probably printed this picture in the Portland State Daily Vanguard darkroom in 1994 or 1995 while I was a staff photographer there. Seeing it reminds me of Zooey and makes my heart ache, but it also reminds me of all the hours I spent in that darkroom. Today I spent several hours cleaning my current-yet-not-currently-in-use darkroom and found six rolls of b&w 120 film that have been exposed but not developed, which I must have shot with my Holga or Diana sometime between 2003 and 2006. Not only do I have an enormous curiosity to see those images, but there are so many others that have only ever been seen by me (or anyone) with a loupe or, at best, on a contact sheet.

The darkroom gear is all neatly sorted now and packed up, but I miss making pictures in a darkroom. Maybe it’s time to fire up the enlarger, turn on the fan, and work some of that magic that only happens in the rosy glow of a safe-light.