Yellow Slug, Owen County, Indiana
This little guy was hiding under a leaf in the walkway. I nearly stepped on him, which would have been tragic for him and disgusting for me. Slug juice is some sort of industrial adhesive.
Abandoned Teddy Bear, Owen County, Indiana
Rusted Bolt, Owen County, Indiana
I’m wasting time, when I should be getting ready to go back out to (the Real) OC. I doubt Ms. Lea will be up and ready this early in the morning, but you never can tell, and I haven’t even had breakfast yet, much less a shower or caffeine. I have walked the dog, though, so that’s a start. I’m hoping it isn’t quite so rainy today, so I can get more photos. Drizzly is fine, though. It super-saturates colors and brings everything to life.
Rust and Moss, Owen County, Indiana
And now, it’s way past my bedtime, so I think I’d better turn off the computer, take Miss Brown outside, and go to bed.
Spider on Silk Flower, Owen County, Indiana
Window, Owen County, Indiana
I went out to Owen County today. It rained pretty much the whole time, which kind of sucked, but everything out there was impossibly green. It made a nice change from all the dead, brown grass in town. With the rain we’ve gotten the past couple of days, hopefully Bloomington will green up a bit before fall sets in for good.
The clean-up was kind of a pain in the ass, but I scored some fun art stuff and several small tackle boxes. Also, lots of quarters, so I might actually have enough change to do laundry in the morning.
If I have something that is too difficult for adults to swallow, then I will write it in a book for children.
Madeleine L’Engle, Circle of Quiet
Madeleine L’Engle died yesterday. I love children’s books and have always been a huge fan of her writing, in part because she doesn’t condescend to kids. She will be greatly missed.
I have a coworker who has a habit of randomly talking to no one in particular. I never know whether or not to answer. Is she talking to me? I just don’t know. It shouldn’t matter, but when no one answers her, I feel badly.
Who are you talking to, woman?!!!
I really do need an MP3 player.
There are a lot of discussions I don’t want to listen to while stuck in an elevator. Somewhere on that list is the subject of surgical urethral enlargement. Doubleplusespecially when I am coming back upstairs with the snack I just purchased in the cafeteria.
I don’t think I’m hungry, now.
Waiting for Bedtime
Our evening routine consists of one last potty break, then Harriet and Pandora get their bedtime snack, then I brush my teeth, turn off lights, etc. Harriet waits for “real bedtime” in her own bed, while I feed the cat and finish getting ready. After I go to bed, she hops up on the big bed with me. This is her waiting in her own bed for “real bedtime.”
The Remembrancer: The Best Laid Plans
collage (magazine clippings and architectural plans)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches
The Remembrancer: Sangre
collage (ink jet print, book fragments, yearbook photos, magazine clippings, and altered Polaroid)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches
The Remembrancer: New Constellations
collage (anatomical illustration, magazine clipping, map, button, and yearbook photos)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches
And with that, there is one two-page spread and two single pages to go, and the book will be done.
