slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Visual journal 2013
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Anna serves up the goodies at the Zaytoon table at the Greensboro Farmers Curb Market. I bought some yummy spreads and pita bread from her for the department potluck tonight. Now that the Lenten roses I transplanted to the front yard have settled in, they are putting out new growth. Just in time for the…
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Another favorite tree, one that clings to its leaves much longer than the others, but by the end of the windy day it had lost about half of these. I work on a lovely university campus. The building I work in is on the left. Sandy went to school in the building on the right…
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Yay! Found my camera just before bedtime, in a perfectly logical place. Not in time for new photos, though. So here’s another book with a clay cover, inspired by the stones and cairns at Newgrange near Dublin, Ireland. Pablocito nursing his blanket.
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Alas, my only working camera has not yet appeared. It occurs to me that I did not check under the sofa or between the cushions, where other lost items have turned up in the months since the Boys moved in. There is hope. Meanwhile, I’m still using old photos. I bought an assortment of yarns…
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Oops! I didn’t take any photos today, and I left my only working camera in the office. I’ll make do with previously taken photos. Miss Lucy is very sick again. She spent the day at the vet having diagnostic tests and xrays and fluids and shots. This photo is from 2006. We’ll know more tomorrow…
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Hard to choose from all the photos I took of a few books today. You can see more on my Flickr site. Will do a bigger post when I have more time. Random accidental shot in my office. Okay, why not? Gotta run. Last class is tonight.
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Bound this book today. Clay covers, handmade paper from cotton and palmetto leaves, pressed and steamed leaves and metal scraps, handmade clay buttons. I rolled a slab of oak bark on a clay slab, added a few woodpecker holes, and stained it with oxides. More photos on my Flickr site. Guess what this is? It…
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Now that I know what an oak gall looks like, I gathered some from my mother’s yard to use for natural dye and ink. Kicking back with Pablocito and Nurse Jackie tonight after a long day of traveling and house chores.
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Ate another Thanksgiving meal at my mama’s house, but took the time to bind this book. Family photos on the counter.
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Thanksgiving at my sister’s house – Tim prepares to carve the turkey. The small lake in front of their house in Chapel Hill.
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