Category: Art

Smiling Rocks

I was sitting on the back stoop with Brody in the backyard. I’ve sat there every nice day (and a few rainy ones) for weeks now, and not noticed these rocks to my right. I mean, I saw the rocks, they help cover the runoff from the eaves and where the grass won’t grow up near our woodpile. So, I’m sitting there watching Brody and eating a handful of almonds and then I started noticing all this . . . Seems the kids at Tiller’s backyard birthday party took a sharpie to our rocks and I didn’t even notice.

You can’t help but smile when the rocks are smiling back at you.


Rock art by Liliana, Tristan, Tiller, and Trinity.


and Brook, Scarlett, Leah, and Milo. . .


And Emmy, Mia, Ingrid, Rollie, and Sydney.


Bountiful: The Joy of Being a Total Ouiser

Clairee: “Why do you give all these to me?” Ouiser Boudreaux: “Somebody’s gotta take em, I hate em, I try not to eat healthy food if I can possibly help it.” Anelle: “Then why do you grow them?” Ouiser: “Because I’m an old Southern woman and we’re supposed to wear funny looking hats and ugly clothes and grow vegetables in… Read more →

Pop Music: I Get It. Everyone Needs a Big Mac Once in a While

Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase Your livin’ in a disco Forget about the rat race Let’s do the milkshake, sellin’ like a hotcake Try some buy some fee-fi-fo-fum Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik – M (Oh, yes. Yep. I sure did.) I read this article, Hit Charade, in The Atlantic this morning. (Oddly, it was written last… Read more →

David Bowie, by Panhandle Slim

Check Ignition & May God’s Love Be With You

I just posted this three days ago on my Instagram for Bowie’s birthday. I’ve written about or referenced Bowie a number of times here on the blog. I wrote this about the song containing the lyrics above. (And then Todd had Panhandle Slim make this for me. Other Panhandle Slim images here – Have fun in the Rabbit Hole.) He surprised me with… Read more →

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The Plain Gray Hat

Hats. I love’em. I used to collect them. Vintage hats in particular, but the random, really great baseball hat, here and there, too. Then I moved into a very small two bedroom/one bath bungalow with my boyfriend (now husband) and at some point, I could no longer justify the space needed to maintain a 100-200 piece hat collection. So, on… Read more →

(left to right) Laura, Uncle Charlie, Me, and Stacey

The Perks of Depression

One positive thing to come out of my recent bout with depression is the outpouring of love and support I’ve received from friends and family. Phone calls, texts, emails, cards, and the occasional gift here and there. (The wine was delicious. Thank you, @MelisPR.) I received a package in the mail yesterday from my cousin, Laura. Laura’s mother, my Aunt Joanie,… Read more →