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cracking a little

 

Somehow, 2 weeks have gone by without me posting.

asphalt-yellowFalling behind in my goals, once again. (What’s new?) I haven’t exactly been cracking under the pressure, but the constrant strain of the news cycle has certainly been wearing down on me.

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I haven’t managed to work on my next essay for the 52 essays project. Honestly, the news of travel ban knocked the wind out of me. One blow among many coming from this new regime, but one that hit hard, because it affects so many issues that I care deeply about. It affected so many lives. I haven’t yet found the words to write about that yet. Or I haven’t yet managed to gather all the words I’m finding into a coherent group of words.

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But I did want to post something. It’s been a while since I’ve posted photos. I’m not feeling quite cheery enough to post cheery photos. Looking through my collections, I found I had a lot of photos of cracks. Somehow, my eye is often drawn to breakage..

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I find beauty in the irregularity of cracks. I am drawn to the imperfections.

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I chose these from among dozens of related photos as they show a range of materials: wood, stone, brick, asphalt and concrete. All of them hard and solid, used to build walls or roads. Yet all of them still susceptible to the forces of time and weather. 

And all have gained a more interesting story to tell than the original unblemished whole.

writing goals for 2017

I’ve never been a big one for resolutions¹, but this year I find myself full of resolve. I have a number of goals: personal, professional and political. Among my personal goals are  revamping this space, and getting back to posting regularly every month. I don’t think I can swing daily posting, but I should be able to manage once or twice a week. I would also like to get back to writing, for fun and personal growth. To that end, I have signed on to a rather daunting project: I will be writing and sharing a new essay every week for the year. I’ve nearly run out of week this week, but I plan to post my first essay tomorrow.
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The damaged “2017” of an ice sculpture in Boston, from New Year’s Day. A number of artists produce and display ice sculptures around Boston on New Year’s Eve. This year, the next day was quite warm, and the ice sculptures were a little worse for wear. But still cool. (No pun intended.) In any case, I thought it fitting to post this damaged, day-late view of the new year, since I am so often running late and a little bit rough around the edges. 

¹ At least not one for posting resolutions before I have achieved them. But I am still rather amused by my retrospective resolutions of 2006, posted in my 2nd month of blogging.

balls, dropped and otherwise

In about half an hour, many around the world will watch the ball drop in Times Square. I’m not sure whether I’ll watch that ball drop, but here are a few balls that I’ve watched in the last couple of weeks. (“Watched” in the sense of “looked at while I took a photo.”)

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A shiny glass ball on my Christmas tree.

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A soccer ball, and the bowl shaped depression it left when it was frozen in a puddle.

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A new ball for the puppy, out on the frozen slush on the back patio.

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A glittery decorative ball on the sparkling aftermath of a craft project.

 

While it had some good times, 2016 was a tough year in many ways. I feel like a dropped a lot of balls. Here’s hoping the new year has me successfully juggling my various projects.

Happy New Year, in any case!

a disappointing diversion

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I’m not feeling organized enough to post anything substantive, so I thought I should offer some sort of diversion. Flipping through my photos for something fun or moderately entertaining resulted in an inspiration deficit. Happily, I found this diversion. This sign was one I saw in Dublin in 2014.

However, it was clear that the sign did not offer as much diversion as one might hope. It simply indicated that the path was closed, and that pedestrians would need to go around the fenced area. In other words (or in one other word), what Americans like me would call a “detour.”

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Of course, I find the prospect of marking prospective diversions to be in itself somewhat diverting. I would like to see more signs directing people to unspecified fun.

only a little sun

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Me pinching the little tiny winter sun. From 2012.

Today is the winter solstice here in the Northern Hemisphere. (All of my days seem to go too quickly, so I barely noticed that this was the shortest day. I am looking forward to the days getting longer again, even though that doesn’t actually mean I’ll find more time…It will be nice to start having more sun.)

curling up

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This weekend was largely uneventful, but somehow also neither productive nor relaxing. I think what I need to do now is just curl up and go to sleep. (But I’m still posting something. This curled up little leaf caught my eye a few days ago, catching some late afternoon rays in a parkling lot.)

making tracks

After many long years without pets, our home is once again graced with the pitter-patter of (not-so-little) paws. I have enjoyed not just hearing these paws, but observing the prints they make outside.

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Of course, the puppy isn’t the only creature to make tracks around our house. The wild turkeys leave a delightful pattern of arrows in the snow.

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