Everyday Ramblings
by noko
Entries 1,303
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Toad, Larry and the Toy Box
I took this shot a couple of days ago and I like it because except for the wire in the upper left corner (and yes I know I could have modified that out of the picture) and the modern rain draina...
Unexpected Politeness
“It must have frustrated Devi as well, though she never wrote a word about it—a depressed, deadbeat, married Russian boyfriend wouldn’t have been helpful to the image she was cultivating.” Miche...
Hand Painted Good News
I know there is glare and it is a little blurry but you get a sense of the bright blooming Crape (Crepe, I am seeing it spelled both ways) Myrtle here against the freshly painted blue house. A n...
Us Privileged Few
I’ve walked by this sign a number of times and just assumed it said something about the historic home converted into offices to the left. The other morning I actually read it. Ah. A building t...
Overview and Wittering About Local Trees
I took this from the aerial tram on this day, six years ago. I must have been working or doing something for Mr. Finch, as I believe this was right after he had the brain surgery. It was certain...
Less Than Perfect. Oh Yeah
I have discovered that tart cherry juice (apparently good for overuse inflammation) and vodka are a nice pairing. :) This is sort of an anti-glamour shot of the red cottage. As far as I know it ...
Hot Town
Our dahlias aren’t doing so well this year here in my neighborhood but in other places they are thriving. This over-bright shot pretty much suits the glare filled humid hot town late summer in t...
Luck, Faith and Will
All I really want to do is read and write, practice yoga and teach a bit, take photos, hang out with the cats, go for long walks and the occasional run, eat good food and spend time with folks t...
The Through Line II 1968
The men have taken the full pot of soup up to the park again. With this next baby due so soon I can’t carry much of anything except the twins. They manage to attach themselves, as if by magic,...
Becoming Real
This shot with the light starting to slant towards the equinox and with ragged wildflowers suits my mood today. I have been thinking about retirement from full time employment on and off for a n...
Running the Numbers in a Good Way
I talked to the young man with the surfboard that lives next door to this house when I was taking the picture last weekend. I am not sure who lives here now but it is not being rented and it is ...
A Digression in Contrasts
“This is one of the oldest structures in the area, built in 1876. It became a boarding house where over time several Hebrew School teachers lived as well as a dance teacher.” I took this yesterd...
1888 –The It Year Here
1888 –The It Year Here I am having so much fun. It is like a big old jigsaw puzzle that I am putting together from various angles. What amazes me is how remarkably easy it is to talk to folks ab...
All I Know. Not Much.
It took a measuring tape, a saw and over three hours but I now have a perfectly installed brand new stainless steel electric stove. It is, of course, way too hot to cook anything. It was over 10...
Every Purpose Under Heaven
To everything, turn turn turn, there is a season… Even though it is the height of summer here the chestnuts on the big trees a few blocks down are getting ready to fall. I have tried to get som...
Abandoned and The Wrong Size
“Anna Crocker lived in this house. She was a bright and talented portrait artist and respected supporter of the arts. After graduating from the Art Students League in New York, William Ladd appo...
As the Chestnuts Prepare to Rain Down
I took this with my phone yesterday so have less control over sizing it. This is the mystery apartment building from the front. It looks so normal from this angle but there is just yard and hill...
Past and Future and Mostly Now
This is a shot of the top of the old oddly sited apartment house from behind and the red of the cottage placed at the rear on the street side and the cottage next door, all of which are from the...
The Path In
This is the path back and the only way to get to the apartment house in the previous post. So I guess, unless they turned the building around (which appears to have been possible here) the cotta...
The Spark House and All Those Unanswered Questions
In birding circles here in the United States we sometimes ask each other what our “spark bird” was. That would be for me a juvenile hawk in my former neighborhood. Crows are numerous over there...
Shifting Perspective
I’ve come to the conclusion that this is my favorite house in the neighborhood, at least for right now. I am going to place my second poem in the cycle here. It is on the corner of the big busy ...
Feline Distraction
Sometimes working at home can be a bit challenging.
Kind of Like the Birds
First, I apologize for the glare. That is how it looks out there. In one of the conversations I had lately with neighbors, someone told me that there was a stanchion from the old railroad that s...
The Ladies’ Society
Clearly I need a timeline. Pretty soon my place is going to look like one of those pictures you see of a writer’s study, with the charts on the wall of timelines and maps and… well you get the p...
The Importance of Books
This is Tad’s house. He is the artist that wrote the electronic book on South Portland that I have been drawing a lot of material from on my “project”. While I was working on my poem this week ...
Book Description
What flits through at a particular time.