slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Visual journal 2014
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Playing with a photo app on my Kindle, thinking about weaving tapestry again.
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Love this texture. Snow plow with a message.
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Today is the first full day I’ve gotten off because of snow in a long time! I can walk to work and I don’t have children, so usually I end up going in. But the university was closed today. Yay! So I fired up the wood stove and played with weaving some denim strips. I…
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We had snow today. This is from when it was first beginning. We spotted our local red-tailed hawk in a fir tree outside my office window, right in the middle of this photo. He stayed there grooming for a long time. The second is a zoom photo. I’ve seen him up close before – he…
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A pair of doves raises a family close by every year. I wonder what birds do when the temps change so drastically within 24 hours. It must be hard to adjust. Theo always looks traumatized whether he is or not. But in this photo, he really is. Pablo is the top bully in the house,…
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This is what you get for action photos of the kittens until I get the good camera fixed. Blue and orange has become my favorite color combination.
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This weaving has some preciousness – strips from my father’s flannel shirt, my husband’s linen shirt, my favorite pajama pants that I finally wore out. My mother gave me a lot of her old quilting scraps. They are a little too country gingham for my taste, but good for a little brightness peeking out from…
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This is Mario, history department work-study extraordinaire, and also was my classmate and tutor in Ceramics III last semester, by pure coincidence. Only one photo from today – feeling puny.
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Doing this retroactively again. Today’s journal is a little longer because, well…this was my walk home, looking up, forward, and backward. I don’t recall ever seeing clouds like this. Like shadowy rays from the sun.
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The Back Forty this morning. We needed more snow to cover up this mess! Shadows and ice crystals on my walk to work this morning.
slowly she turned 