Thursday, March 4, 2010

mothers & daughters


Today Lexi let me photograph her.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010


Spending time with my lovely daughter Lexi, is something I've not done for 20 years. Being with her every day is a joyful surprise and delight. We shop.

Monday, March 1, 2010


I took Velvet for a walk today and by chance, we crossed paths with a dalmation, who from the accoutrements in its yard, i.e. dalmation dog statues, jumping track, rings—looked to be a show dog. I cheerfully greeted his owner with a friendly...."does your dog compete?" to which she replied "yes" without a touch of pride or joy in her voice. At this point, since we were stopped, Velvet started to pull on the leash and I had to say "settle" to regain control of her. Big deal! I went on to say..."oh, I've been told that my dog has the temperment for competing," and the lady looked at Velvet (with unveiled disdain), and snarled at me (with uncompromising annoyance)—"I don't know if they have competitive venues for uh, mixed—um, non breed specific animals. I looked up at her, smiled, then looked down at Velvet and said, "don't take it personally Vel."
I quickly realized that the conversation was derailing and said, well thank you for your insight. Goodbye. As we walked away from them toward the opposite end of the street, she called out..."You'll have to get better control over that animal if you plan to do any kind of show work."

Lexi is my shining star.

The Turning Point

As Lexi, my first born turned 20 on February 27, 2010, I marveled at how she had, before my eyes stepped confidently into her own two shoes. With such purposeful grace, she stepped up to reach for her own stars. A turning point to be sure. And a beginning just brimming with promise.
I'm so proud of her.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Spiraling

It is almost the end of February and I haven't purchased a new calendar. That's the problem. I hope. Trying to stay off the web site that has my hooked.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

New Year Semantics

2010
twenty ten or two thousand ten? twenty ten sounds more millennial-savvy...but then the year sounds strangely sci-fi-esque.

I've been strangely high maintenance lately but enjoying so.