A long-held dream comes true. . . . → Read More: banner day
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A long-held dream comes true. . . . → Read More: banner day other posts you may enjoy:~this moment~ narnia~this moment~wake up monday morning and be mamaquinn’s fourth month ~ the baby caveman and the hot . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ not far off This week I got my start date for my new job (July 5th), I finished my second semester—my first half—of my MFA program, and I saw killer whales in Yaquina Bay! . . . → Read More: killer whale week One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect
I am placing this image of nine-years-ago Quinn drawing a whole bunch of baby dinosaurs “standing on the floor of the egg” here to signify that there’s a lot of writing going on, gestating behind the scenes. The sun ball lamp might be my egg incubator, and I am waking up early to . . . → Read More: tender and mild ~rainbow mondays~ a splash of color on monday morning a photo study documenting the colors of the . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ nourish but now it’s time to sing the last verse of the song for this year. the part of the song where it all comes together metaphorically and the sound waves ripple through the air to touch your heart, and though it has the same melody as before, there are several strains of harmony woven in now, and when you get to the chorus, you reach down to your toes to send the last few notes up a third or a fifth or an octave. you take it higher, you take it on home. you know, that part of the song. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ in which we sing the last verse i am grateful for the way my fairy dog pulled me outside and down the trail this morning while the sun was streaming through the trees and the frost was just starting to melt. i’m thankful for the reminder to sniff out paths i might not have gone down in a while, to remember to wander and stop and appreciate. while standing and pondering and letting her sniff, i decided to picture a fairy dog in my mind, tiny enough to wander down the paths of my neural circuitry, but powerful enough to pull me out of well-worn grooves that may not serve me, and into lusher, if more challenging, terrain. i’m thankful that there are always new ways to look, and for getting to see rainbows in the frost. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ snails, whales, puppy dog tails this will be less verbose than some, but it is time to reconnect via rainbow… rainbow: portrait of the artist as a tidepool… rainbow: dahlias and hydrangeas being the rainbow. rainbow: anemone and seaweed being the rainbow, too! rainbow: heck, even a double-trailered coca-cola truck on a highway in idaho is . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ every little thing is gonna be ok a compulsive rainbow-maker strikes again! gray: this week we’re celebrating the gift of eyesight, because rich and i spent a few hours in the e.r. in the middle of the night this weekend, due to flash burn to his eyes that he received from work on friday. his work involves a lot of . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ cabbages and zing |
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