Dave :: It's almost bedtime, did you brush your teeth yet?
Annabelle :: Yes! No! I don't know! Mommy's going to Mexico!
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Sea of Cortez
It is advisable to look from the tide pool to the stars and then back to the tide pool again. - John Steinbeck, The Log from the Sea of Cortez
Tomorrow morning I leave for my trip to Mexico to spend ten days on the Sea of Cortez conducting a study of field methods on some topic to be determined. For the past several weeks I have wondered if I made the wrong decision to enter this program and attempt my graduate degree. A Master's in Biology. Really, what am I thinking?
I might just be nervous. I might come back with renewed dedication for the task. Or maybe I'll return with the confidence of knowing I'm stepping out of the program.
The packing list advised a single pair of shorts, a few t-shirts, and sandals. Optional was a sundress. I'm bringing my sleeping bag, we'll be sleeping in the open. I was told not to bring shampoo, and not because they'll have it but because there won't be an opportunity to use it. Calculators are required. Money is discouraged. There's a bucket for washing your clothes.
Ten days. No electricity. Irregular showers. Lots of rice and beans. Daily water rations. Temps over 100F. No phone service.
Peace. Desert quiet. Mangroves. Whale sharks. Islands. Engaged, awake people. Life changing new experience.
Here I go.
Tomorrow morning I leave for my trip to Mexico to spend ten days on the Sea of Cortez conducting a study of field methods on some topic to be determined. For the past several weeks I have wondered if I made the wrong decision to enter this program and attempt my graduate degree. A Master's in Biology. Really, what am I thinking?
I might just be nervous. I might come back with renewed dedication for the task. Or maybe I'll return with the confidence of knowing I'm stepping out of the program.
The packing list advised a single pair of shorts, a few t-shirts, and sandals. Optional was a sundress. I'm bringing my sleeping bag, we'll be sleeping in the open. I was told not to bring shampoo, and not because they'll have it but because there won't be an opportunity to use it. Calculators are required. Money is discouraged. There's a bucket for washing your clothes.
Ten days. No electricity. Irregular showers. Lots of rice and beans. Daily water rations. Temps over 100F. No phone service.
Peace. Desert quiet. Mangroves. Whale sharks. Islands. Engaged, awake people. Life changing new experience.
Here I go.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Lamb Chop
On a whim I picked up some lamb chops for dinner a few weeks ago. Grilled on the range, Annabelle viewed them skeptically on her plate, refusing a bite. Dave and I enjoyed ours and after a while she slowly took a bite from one chop. Her eyes widened:
Annabelle :: Mom!!
Me :: Yes?
Annabelle :: If I were in love with two boys and one of them was Zachary and one of them was Lamb Chop I would DEFINITELY have to choose Lamb Chop!
(It's been a favorite dinner request ever since...)
Annabelle :: Mom!!
Me :: Yes?
Annabelle :: If I were in love with two boys and one of them was Zachary and one of them was Lamb Chop I would DEFINITELY have to choose Lamb Chop!
(It's been a favorite dinner request ever since...)
Friday, July 13, 2012
We love Arthur Ransome.
Great Room
| Annabelle, "reading" her chapter book. Almost there, but not quite! That's Dave's favorite spot out there on the porch. |
| That's my desk tucked in the corner there... |
| Messy. But more interesting than if I had included a picture of a perfectly clean desk I suppose. |
| Wifi is still a surprise to me. Streaming movies, internet, printing... all without a wire anywhere. |
| A couple benches around the breakfast bar will be nice at some point. |
Thursday, July 12, 2012
The light that shines in crystals, seashells and bones
The bedroom makeover
| Standing in the bedroom looking into the closet. The original red carpeting dominated the room and was a strange combination with the yellow walls. |
| New floors changed everything! Here Annabelle watches John install our Vineyard Cherry planks from Costco. |
| Voila! Of course, the bedroom is still home to my library and art supplies. |
| The bed. One of my favorite spots in the house! |
| Looking out the window to the backyard. Overgrown geraniums are taking over the path. |
| Turning around we see into the bathroom. |
| I love this home. |
Sunday, July 08, 2012
The Kitchen Redeaux
| Here is a picture of what our lovely kitchen looked like when we moved in... |
| And here is what it looks like now! Taadaa! |
| Pretty, isn't it? The drawers pull out and get loaded as you can probably imagine. |
| I still have yet to grout the tile on the backsplash, but the new hood came from IKEA. Shelves too. |
| Pans hang under the counter... ...more to come soon! |
Monday, May 28, 2012
Saturday, May 05, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Birthday Eve
Tomorrow Annabelle turns seven. Unbelievable.
I baked her a cake for her birthday party. Also unbelievable.
I baked her a cake for her birthday party. Also unbelievable.
| Seven roses. Three butterflies. Lots of pink sprinkles. |
Edited to add:: Notice the boxes in the background? We are beginning to pack for our move! The other day Annabelle took me by the hand and said, "Thanks for getting me a house for my birthday." She can hardly wait to move, informing me that it would only take her two days to make new friends.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Steiner
| Shorthand notes of one of Steiner's six thousand recorded lectures. |
| Drawers full of notebooks. |
| The case on the bottom holds Marie Steiner's typewriter! |
| Easter Monday |
| The Representative of Man. |
| Some of the many models made by Steiner. |
| A model of the first Goetheanum, a work in progress. |
| In my workshop. A wonderful group of people from all over the world. |
German Castle
Ermitage
This was definitely my favorite experience of the trip, spending time at the Ermitage Castle. Actually, the castle was closed to visitors that day and so my friend and I walked up the hill and then around the lake. She filled my ears (and heart!) with stories of Parsival. It was magic.
It is amazing when stories live so strongly within someone else that, when shared, you are filled with the same feelings of love and awe.
| Long lines of families wait on Easter morning to collect water from this natural fountain. |
| See the castle peeking through the trees? |
| I could have come to this spot every day... |
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