already such a beautiful bouquet -- thank you everyone for taking time to play!
this morning I woke up to a glorious new year with the wonderful gifts folks have shared with me --
this is just a start and I really am stepping away from the internet so you have all week if you have a flower to share (memory, description, image, poem, quote, whatever you want it to be)-- leave a link below or send me an email.
And thank you.
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susanwrites California lilac
slatts party parade
fabulousfrock memory of a surprise
d_michiko_fshared sunflower and friendship
janni dandelion delight
mc_q described zinnias in the comments
artistq grew clematis from seed!
this morning I woke up to a glorious new year with the wonderful gifts folks have shared with me --
this is just a start and I really am stepping away from the internet so you have all week if you have a flower to share (memory, description, image, poem, quote, whatever you want it to be)-- leave a link below or send me an email.
And thank you.
susanwrites California lilacslatts party paradefabulousfrock memory of a surprised_michiko_fshared sunflower and friendshipjanni dandelion delightmc_q described zinnias in the commentsartistq grew clematis from seed!Hello, friends!
Over the next week or so I'm collecting blooms for my birthday bouquet (shameless, ain't it?).
janni has contributed a darling dandelion. Join in won't you?
I'll collect all the links into a post Aug. 1 or so. Thanks everyone!
(Oh, and I will be mostly away from the internet for the week ... so don't fret if I don't respond...)
Over the next week or so I'm collecting blooms for my birthday bouquet (shameless, ain't it?).
janni has contributed a darling dandelion. Join in won't you?I'll collect all the links into a post Aug. 1 or so. Thanks everyone!
(Oh, and I will be mostly away from the internet for the week ... so don't fret if I don't respond...)
Yay Tracie Vaughn Zimmer! traciezimmer
Our cozy local indie bookstore had THE FLOATING CIRCUS, Tracie's new novel, prominently displayed in its tiny children's book area. Had, because of course I swooped it up.
The clerk behind the counter commented, "Oh! That just came in and I wanted to read it!"
So then I felt bad for a skinny minute, but said, "Oh, you should! But I need this copy."
I like to think of myself as being all-powerful, that I had some influence (I had gone in there with REACHING FOR SUN Postcards before that book came out and recommended that they stock it), but really, in this case, I think -- it's all Tracie. AND the awesome book buyers at Bookery II.
traciezimmerOur cozy local indie bookstore had THE FLOATING CIRCUS, Tracie's new novel, prominently displayed in its tiny children's book area. Had, because of course I swooped it up.
The clerk behind the counter commented, "Oh! That just came in and I wanted to read it!"
So then I felt bad for a skinny minute, but said, "Oh, you should! But I need this copy."
I like to think of myself as being all-powerful, that I had some influence (I had gone in there with REACHING FOR SUN Postcards before that book came out and recommended that they stock it), but really, in this case, I think -- it's all Tracie. AND the awesome book buyers at Bookery II.
Yesterday stalwart son and I were hotfooting it home from the library in the rain when I screeched to a stop in front of the person selling flowers at the farmers' market.
"Wait, I want to get some flowers."
I picked out a lovely bunch and then he asked me, "why do you buy flowers anyway?"
Well, I had just read an article stating that flowers can help women be more creative in their work, so I mentioned the research. Also I told him that I just like having them around.
* * *
I loved Susan Taylor Brown's (susanwrites) idea the other day of collecting memories for her birthday. I've got one coming up too, on Friday, and you know what I'd really like this year?
A big bouquet of flowers. NOT real ones, as I'll be going away and hate coming home to find the wilted blooms on my doorstep :(.
But virtual ones.
A story of your favorite flower, and why. A poem or a quote. Photo from your garden. A painting you've seen. Or snippet of description, maybe. Whatever you choose. Any colorful bloom.
Post a flower in your blog, and leave me a link below in the comments, or email me: groff.jen AT gmail.com.
Any time in the next week (hey, it's summer, and also, I'm a firm believer in the extended-birthday-celebration). On August 1 or thereabouts I'll collect all the links into a post.
And thanks!
"Wait, I want to get some flowers."
I picked out a lovely bunch and then he asked me, "why do you buy flowers anyway?"
Well, I had just read an article stating that flowers can help women be more creative in their work, so I mentioned the research. Also I told him that I just like having them around.
* * *
I loved Susan Taylor Brown's (
susanwrites) idea the other day of collecting memories for her birthday. I've got one coming up too, on Friday, and you know what I'd really like this year? A big bouquet of flowers. NOT real ones, as I'll be going away and hate coming home to find the wilted blooms on my doorstep :(.
But virtual ones.
A story of your favorite flower, and why. A poem or a quote. Photo from your garden. A painting you've seen. Or snippet of description, maybe. Whatever you choose. Any colorful bloom.
Post a flower in your blog, and leave me a link below in the comments, or email me: groff.jen AT gmail.com.
Any time in the next week (hey, it's summer, and also, I'm a firm believer in the extended-birthday-celebration). On August 1 or thereabouts I'll collect all the links into a post.
And thanks!
1. According to my new STAPLES ad, what my generation might call "business cards" are now --
social networking cards.
The photograph features a college-age woman holding up a card, but I just can't hear those words coming out of her mouth: hi, can I give you one of my social networking cards?
Can you?
The subheading states: help family and friends find you online.
(Most young adults I know have *no problem* finding their friends online, and *don't want* family to find their online presence)
And here are some useful tips for using cards, whatever you call them.
2. Like to watch cooking shows? Set your dvr for Food Network, 9:30 a.m. Sundays (because who can ever remember to *watch* a show at that odd time?) for Secrets of a Restaurant Chef. Anne Burrell was also on TV as a sous chef to Mario Whoever on Iron Chef America but in my mind will be forever nine, walking home from crafts camp asking me if I'd be their new babysitter. Yes, and it was only last year. Wasn't it? (I still use her mother's recipe for zucchini bread)
In other news, after surfacing from the frenetic writing weekend I found one of my favorite pens in the dishdrainer, and had to face the sad fact: I am truly not meant to be a full-time writer (after my April writing retreat, I found a can of soup in the breadbox).
But it is worthwhile, and fun, to go totally into the cave-of-creation once in a while and not have to answer to/feed/clothe/drive anyone.
social networking cards.
The photograph features a college-age woman holding up a card, but I just can't hear those words coming out of her mouth: hi, can I give you one of my social networking cards?
Can you?
The subheading states: help family and friends find you online.
(Most young adults I know have *no problem* finding their friends online, and *don't want* family to find their online presence)
And here are some useful tips for using cards, whatever you call them.
2. Like to watch cooking shows? Set your dvr for Food Network, 9:30 a.m. Sundays (because who can ever remember to *watch* a show at that odd time?) for Secrets of a Restaurant Chef. Anne Burrell was also on TV as a sous chef to Mario Whoever on Iron Chef America but in my mind will be forever nine, walking home from crafts camp asking me if I'd be their new babysitter. Yes, and it was only last year. Wasn't it? (I still use her mother's recipe for zucchini bread)
In other news, after surfacing from the frenetic writing weekend I found one of my favorite pens in the dishdrainer, and had to face the sad fact: I am truly not meant to be a full-time writer (after my April writing retreat, I found a can of soup in the breadbox).
But it is worthwhile, and fun, to go totally into the cave-of-creation once in a while and not have to answer to/feed/clothe/drive anyone.
Today because I am hard at work / too hot to think /stuck in a sticky spot in my story/ taking a short break to watch tv, I have -- I think -- seen too many commercials.
Love? The Netflix popcorn commercial, it made me think of CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS.
Hate? The "Finish -- it's the new name for Electrasol" commercial. If you have to spend the whole commercial telling me that you've changed the name of your product -- maybe you shouldn't have changed the name. Plus it's a muy stupido name. Finish? Has nothing to do with dishwashing. Oh, wait, neither does Electrasol. Okay then.
Also Hate: all of the "WE buy GOLD!" and "Send us your jewelry!" commercials. They are preying on the economic fears of folks who are stuck at home watching old Ben Affleck movies. Look, I've already made some financial concessions. I'm not at the air-conditioned multiplex watching MAMMA MIA, munching $12 popcorn and sipping high fructose corn syrup over ice. Maybe that's to save money, maybe it's because the thought ofwearing actual clothes tearing myself away from the writing is just too painful.
But please. If I have sparkly treasures that are worth anything, am I going to blindly send them to a random PO box?
Oh. Shhh. Show's back on.
Love? The Netflix popcorn commercial, it made me think of CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS.
Hate? The "Finish -- it's the new name for Electrasol" commercial. If you have to spend the whole commercial telling me that you've changed the name of your product -- maybe you shouldn't have changed the name. Plus it's a muy stupido name. Finish? Has nothing to do with dishwashing. Oh, wait, neither does Electrasol. Okay then.
Also Hate: all of the "WE buy GOLD!" and "Send us your jewelry!" commercials. They are preying on the economic fears of folks who are stuck at home watching old Ben Affleck movies. Look, I've already made some financial concessions. I'm not at the air-conditioned multiplex watching MAMMA MIA, munching $12 popcorn and sipping high fructose corn syrup over ice. Maybe that's to save money, maybe it's because the thought of
But please. If I have sparkly treasures that are worth anything, am I going to blindly send them to a random PO box?
Oh. Shhh. Show's back on.
David Macinnis Gill (aka thunderchikin) is the author of the forthcoming SOUL ENCHILADA and has dreamed up a contest for winning an ARC -- and hey, who doesn't want one?
Okay, I'll play:
You have until July 31st if you want to play!
Here are the rules:
To enter:
1. Create your own candy heart at http://www.cryptogram.com/hearts/ . Your heart can say anything you'd like. You are not limited to phrases from the ARC (since you haven't read it).
2. Copy and paste this entire post--as well as the image of your candy heart--on your blog, Facebook, MySpace, website, etc.
3. Once you’ve completed #2, email me at davidmacinnisgill AT gmail.com with the link to your post. Voila! You're entered in the giveaway.
4. The contest will be judged by three teen readers based on the criteria of originality, design, and message. The contest closes July 31st.
5. The prize is a personalized, signed ARC and a special gift, TDB by the judges. The winner will be contacted via email. Her/his name and winning entry candy heart will be posted on my lj blog, as well as my home site DavidMacinnisGill.com
thunderchikin) is the author of the forthcoming SOUL ENCHILADA and has dreamed up a contest for winning an ARC -- and hey, who doesn't want one?Okay, I'll play:
You have until July 31st if you want to play!
Here are the rules:
To enter:
1. Create your own candy heart at http://www.cryptogram.com/hearts/ . Your heart can say anything you'd like. You are not limited to phrases from the ARC (since you haven't read it).
2. Copy and paste this entire post--as well as the image of your candy heart--on your blog, Facebook, MySpace, website, etc.
3. Once you’ve completed #2, email me at davidmacinnisgill AT gmail.com with the link to your post. Voila! You're entered in the giveaway.
4. The contest will be judged by three teen readers based on the criteria of originality, design, and message. The contest closes July 31st.
5. The prize is a personalized, signed ARC and a special gift, TDB by the judges. The winner will be contacted via email. Her/his name and winning entry candy heart will be posted on my lj blog, as well as my home site DavidMacinnisGill.com
I'm so glad to learn of the poet Kay Ryan, the new Poet Laureate, and look forward to exploring her words.
This opening in the NY Times article about her hit such a chord with me:
"When Kay Ryan was a student at the University of California, Los Angeles, the poetry club rejected her application..."
For the longest time, that's what poetry seemed to me: a restricted club.
I'm sorry, you need a secret pass to get in, were you an English major?
NO?
Well regretfully, you're not allowed down this hallway...
But hello, one of the best things about my job encouraging young people that they can ALL be poets, and artists, and thinkers, is ... that I can tell myself that as well.
Here is a poem by Kay Ryan:
Hope
What's the use
of something
as unstable
and diffuse as hope -
the almost-twin
of making-do,
the isotope
of going on:
what isn't in
the envelope
just before
it isn't:
the always tabled
righting of the present.
(PS -- and now I have to laugh at myself. I just realized that I posted this in part because I want to be part of the "Poetry Friday" Club! And link tokellyrfineman's Mr. Linky! See, life really is high school, over and over and over again, but we can change the outcome)
This opening in the NY Times article about her hit such a chord with me:
"When Kay Ryan was a student at the University of California, Los Angeles, the poetry club rejected her application..."
For the longest time, that's what poetry seemed to me: a restricted club.
I'm sorry, you need a secret pass to get in, were you an English major?
NO?
Well regretfully, you're not allowed down this hallway...
But hello, one of the best things about my job encouraging young people that they can ALL be poets, and artists, and thinkers, is ... that I can tell myself that as well.
Here is a poem by Kay Ryan:
Hope
What's the use
of something
as unstable
and diffuse as hope -
the almost-twin
of making-do,
the isotope
of going on:
what isn't in
the envelope
just before
it isn't:
the always tabled
righting of the present.
(PS -- and now I have to laugh at myself. I just realized that I posted this in part because I want to be part of the "Poetry Friday" Club! And link to
kellyrfineman's Mr. Linky! See, life really is high school, over and over and over again, but we can change the outcome)At work I tried for a while to have "Tech Tuesdays," where I'd handle tech-related stuff in a batch, rather than random dribs and drabs (unfortunately folks with computer problems have them RIGHT NOW and don't want to wait 'til Tuesday).
It's still a useful way for me to organize little to-do items, like scanning photos, creating computer folders, etc.
So here are my tips for Tech Tues, home edition:
summer storms: you see lightning, I see dead appliances. I always unplug computers if I know a big storm is coming (I've had two microwaves burn out during electrical storms and they are WAY cheaper than computers). At the very least, have the computer and printer plugged into power surge protectors.
bugs and backups: there are some new viruses going around, have YOU backed up your work lately? Even if you don't backup your entire computer, AT LEAST save an extra copy of your work in progress on a flash drive. Or email it to yourself. And don't open any strange-looking emails.
cookie crafting: I read this in the NY Times last week and had to try it for myself. If you mix up chocolate chip cookie dough from scratch, maybe splurging on the new Nestle premium dark chocolate chips in the shiny bag, and leave it to refrigerate at least 24 hours, and then sprinkle the cookies with sea salt just before baking, you really do get the BEST. COOKIES. EVER. (The hard part is leaving the cookie dough in the fridge. Maybe cover the bowl with swiss chard or something to camouflage it?)
creative concerns: this is the most useful self-prompt I've read on the internet lately, from Christine Kane's blog:
What do I have to do today to stay happy, confident, clear and focused?
If you can start your day with that awareness, the pathway to your work will be that much easier, I think.
And if what you have to do involves a few primo-choco-chip cookies, I understand. Completely.
It's still a useful way for me to organize little to-do items, like scanning photos, creating computer folders, etc.
So here are my tips for Tech Tues, home edition:
summer storms: you see lightning, I see dead appliances. I always unplug computers if I know a big storm is coming (I've had two microwaves burn out during electrical storms and they are WAY cheaper than computers). At the very least, have the computer and printer plugged into power surge protectors.
bugs and backups: there are some new viruses going around, have YOU backed up your work lately? Even if you don't backup your entire computer, AT LEAST save an extra copy of your work in progress on a flash drive. Or email it to yourself. And don't open any strange-looking emails.
cookie crafting: I read this in the NY Times last week and had to try it for myself. If you mix up chocolate chip cookie dough from scratch, maybe splurging on the new Nestle premium dark chocolate chips in the shiny bag, and leave it to refrigerate at least 24 hours, and then sprinkle the cookies with sea salt just before baking, you really do get the BEST. COOKIES. EVER. (The hard part is leaving the cookie dough in the fridge. Maybe cover the bowl with swiss chard or something to camouflage it?)
creative concerns: this is the most useful self-prompt I've read on the internet lately, from Christine Kane's blog:
What do I have to do today to stay happy, confident, clear and focused?
If you can start your day with that awareness, the pathway to your work will be that much easier, I think.
And if what you have to do involves a few primo-choco-chip cookies, I understand. Completely.
I have a lot of notebooks, and while sometimes I think wouldn't it be nice if they were organized on a shelf by year and/or topic, they're not. When I grab one to throw into a tote bag and open it later I often discover random notes, scrawlings, and sometimes, artwork by stalwart son:
and I love the jolt back to that moment in time.
(in this case, waiting for a lecture to start -- and I'd completely forgotten that we went to hear Art Spiegelman, and he smoked on stage, defying all fire and no-smoking-in-public laws, and I'd had to talk SS into going but once Art started speaking he was totally engaged...)
and I laugh because he still hates his braces. big time.
and I love the jolt back to that moment in time.
(in this case, waiting for a lecture to start -- and I'd completely forgotten that we went to hear Art Spiegelman, and he smoked on stage, defying all fire and no-smoking-in-public laws, and I'd had to talk SS into going but once Art started speaking he was totally engaged...)
and I laugh because he still hates his braces. big time.
Today I’ve been thinking about Nigel, and the squid.
I’m sure I’ve shared this before, something that happened my first year working in the elementary library.
The first graders loved hearing Jan Brett’s book THE MITTEN, and I told them they could act it out.
Immediately, children started calling out parts they wanted:
“I’ll be the mouse!” “I’ll be the bear!” “I’ll be Nicky!”
And Nigel piped up. “I’ll be the squid!”
Okay. If you’ve read the book, you know: there is no squid.
But there are several things I take away from this incident:
1. Right away, some children had to tell me: “there is no squid,” or, “the story takes place in a forest!”
They wanted to assert their knowledge of fact. Like, how absurd, to put in a sea creature!
When the whole premise of the story is in itself unrealistic, about animals squeezing into a mitten together.
But that had been made believable and existed in the story, so that was okay.
2. Other children were fine with having a squid. They were caught up in the story, or by the idea of acting it out, or were comfortable with variations.
3. And Nigel himself – here was a reader/listener who was not only completely wrapped up in the story, but had taken it to a whole other level.
Nigel was not just asking to be a squid, he wanted to be the squid. The powerful one, that came from his imagination.
This incident has stayed with me and maybe I read too much into it.
Some days I think of it as a lesson: ADD MORE SQUID to your stories! Or maybe to
TAKE OUT THE SQUID!
Other days I try to remember: this is how it is when we send stories out into the world. They’re met by different kinds of readers.
It can be discouraging, when stories are rejected. But I have to remember, someone may be looking for a believable world, or may feel betrayed by a wrong fact she finds in the story. Someone may be looking for a good story to act out, that syncs with what he knows to be true.
But maybe, if I’m really really lucky, there will be a reader somewhere, who’ll be captivated by my story, and bring to it her very own squid.
Like Nigel.
I’m sure I’ve shared this before, something that happened my first year working in the elementary library.
The first graders loved hearing Jan Brett’s book THE MITTEN, and I told them they could act it out.
Immediately, children started calling out parts they wanted:
“I’ll be the mouse!” “I’ll be the bear!” “I’ll be Nicky!”
And Nigel piped up. “I’ll be the squid!”
Okay. If you’ve read the book, you know: there is no squid.
But there are several things I take away from this incident:
1. Right away, some children had to tell me: “there is no squid,” or, “the story takes place in a forest!”
They wanted to assert their knowledge of fact. Like, how absurd, to put in a sea creature!
When the whole premise of the story is in itself unrealistic, about animals squeezing into a mitten together.
But that had been made believable and existed in the story, so that was okay.
2. Other children were fine with having a squid. They were caught up in the story, or by the idea of acting it out, or were comfortable with variations.
3. And Nigel himself – here was a reader/listener who was not only completely wrapped up in the story, but had taken it to a whole other level.
Nigel was not just asking to be a squid, he wanted to be the squid. The powerful one, that came from his imagination.
This incident has stayed with me and maybe I read too much into it.
Some days I think of it as a lesson: ADD MORE SQUID to your stories! Or maybe to
TAKE OUT THE SQUID!
Other days I try to remember: this is how it is when we send stories out into the world. They’re met by different kinds of readers.
It can be discouraging, when stories are rejected. But I have to remember, someone may be looking for a believable world, or may feel betrayed by a wrong fact she finds in the story. Someone may be looking for a good story to act out, that syncs with what he knows to be true.
But maybe, if I’m really really lucky, there will be a reader somewhere, who’ll be captivated by my story, and bring to it her very own squid.
Like Nigel.
- Location:lost in limbo road tour
been in a diner lately?
the paper placemats advertise bee caps and apple cals*. because they're a "food item" (and not a drug, thereby cleverly eluding FDA regulation, or so I assume). not a food item I necessarily want to think about, much less buy, when I'm waiting for coffee.
BUT -- here's the thing!
I'm sitting, I'm waiting, I'm reading the placemat.
true, I am the kind of reader who will read anything, a cereal box, a three week-old newspaper.
BUT -- reading the placemat! it is the brilliant, right? the brilliant place for a short-short story! a scene from a book! why are we not putting excerpts from books on diner placemats? and selling the books at the diner cash register where Mavis with a bad blonde job is rearranging the cinnamon toothpicks out of the massive boredom she would not be feeling if only she had a book to flip through? a book featuring pie a la mode or coffee with a crush or a dramatic scene over burgers?
or maybe the heat is addling my brain.
no doubt because I failed to purchase apple cals made from vinegar which cures everything, I think, but the water spilled and blurred the scientific evidence part.
off now to write a diner scene.
for Mavis.
* this is not an endorsement of any products mentioned herein. except, maybe, cinnamon toothpicks, which rock if individually wrapped, but are a little skeevy if they're out in the open
the paper placemats advertise bee caps and apple cals*. because they're a "food item" (and not a drug, thereby cleverly eluding FDA regulation, or so I assume). not a food item I necessarily want to think about, much less buy, when I'm waiting for coffee.
BUT -- here's the thing!
I'm sitting, I'm waiting, I'm reading the placemat.
true, I am the kind of reader who will read anything, a cereal box, a three week-old newspaper.
BUT -- reading the placemat! it is the brilliant, right? the brilliant place for a short-short story! a scene from a book! why are we not putting excerpts from books on diner placemats? and selling the books at the diner cash register where Mavis with a bad blonde job is rearranging the cinnamon toothpicks out of the massive boredom she would not be feeling if only she had a book to flip through? a book featuring pie a la mode or coffee with a crush or a dramatic scene over burgers?
or maybe the heat is addling my brain.
no doubt because I failed to purchase apple cals made from vinegar which cures everything, I think, but the water spilled and blurred the scientific evidence part.
off now to write a diner scene.
for Mavis.
* this is not an endorsement of any products mentioned herein. except, maybe, cinnamon toothpicks, which rock if individually wrapped, but are a little skeevy if they're out in the open
Thanks to cynthialord for taking us on tour this week!
one thing I love about Ithaca is that it's a great place to be a librarian ...
We have huge banners all over town, featuring local families READING!
(Family Reading Partnership is a great organization)
Family storytime at the Tuesday market in the park ...
This town is shaped by two prominent universities -- yet I worry that not every child feels that the place on the hill is within reach...
(photo by http://flickr.com/photos/matt_hintsa/)
Cornell
(photo from their web site)
Ithaca College
cynthialord for taking us on tour this week!one thing I love about Ithaca is that it's a great place to be a librarian ...
We have huge banners all over town, featuring local families READING!
(Family Reading Partnership is a great organization)
Family storytime at the Tuesday market in the park ...
This town is shaped by two prominent universities -- yet I worry that not every child feels that the place on the hill is within reach...
(photo by http://flickr.com/photos/matt_hintsa/)Cornell
(photo from their web site)Ithaca College
cynthialord has organized a photo tour of where we live -- it's like a visual vacation! (Thanks, Cindy).So grab a book. Come sit by the lake. Under the willows. I'll bring lemonade and ginger snaps...
Stewart Park, on Cayuga Lake. Ithaca NY
This bike fence borders RIBS (Recycle Ithaca's Bicycles), a bike repair-and-share cooperative that accepts donations of old bikes, teaches repair classes, lets you volunteer hours toward receiving a refurbished bike...
Coming tomorrow: more scenery!
To see the full list of bloggers showing where they live or their hometown, visit
cynthialord who had this great idea!Ithaca is GORGES! (this is a local bumper sticker and t-shirt motto)
Ithaca Falls (Fall Creek)
These are right behind the high school -- one of two waterfalls that are within walking distance of my house.
Recently, a college student died here, pulled under by the current. This has happened many times and controversy rages -- officially, there's no swimming allowed. But every hot day brings scads of folks to the falls, jumping from cliffs, swimming, wading. Many are teens and college kids who have that high teflon-invincibility quotient.
And hence the graffiti at the entrance to this gorge:
Ithaca Falls (Fall Creek)
These are right behind the high school -- one of two waterfalls that are within walking distance of my house.
Recently, a college student died here, pulled under by the current. This has happened many times and controversy rages -- officially, there's no swimming allowed. But every hot day brings scads of folks to the falls, jumping from cliffs, swimming, wading. Many are teens and college kids who have that high teflon-invincibility quotient.
And hence the graffiti at the entrance to this gorge:
Ithaca Farmer's Market
You know what a farmer's market looks like! In ours, everything has to be locally produced, and this week there were many treats -- lettuce, swiss chard, cinnamon buns, tiny french radishes, silk-screened t-shirts -- and a reminder:
Zero Waste. (We take composting very seriously).
I bought garlic scapes, and used them to make scape pesto. Mmmm (IF you like garlic!)
You know what a farmer's market looks like! In ours, everything has to be locally produced, and this week there were many treats -- lettuce, swiss chard, cinnamon buns, tiny french radishes, silk-screened t-shirts -- and a reminder:
Zero Waste. (We take composting very seriously).
I bought garlic scapes, and used them to make scape pesto. Mmmm (IF you like garlic!)
cynthialord suggested a where we live photo paradedown the street
My town has a lot of beautiful scenery but this is one of my favorite blocks to walk -- the flower shop always makes me smile, and after a long winter, people can't wait for the return of outdoor seating at the bagel place!
Ithaca, NY
Okay, okay. Enough dithering. Here's my news.
(Drumroll, please)
Awesome Agent Jennifer Laughran (code nameliteraticat) of Andrea Brown Literary has agreed to represent me.
deep breath. And is soon sending out my work.
Yes I am EXCITED EXCITED EXCITED!
ETA p.s. I can't get into LJ when I'm at work (the horror!) so don't be offended if I don't reply!
(Drumroll, please)
Awesome Agent Jennifer Laughran (code name
literaticat) of Andrea Brown Literary has agreed to represent me.deep breath. And is soon sending out my work.
Yes I am EXCITED EXCITED EXCITED!
ETA p.s. I can't get into LJ when I'm at work (the horror!) so don't be offended if I don't reply!
I've never created a poll before, so let's see how this works for me (it's been a day of major tech glitches, as I scramble to finish the ALL ABOUT SECOND GRADE movie and make copies of the third grade AFRICAN ANIMALS powerpoint:
Poll #1203450 Question One
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Poll #1203451 Question Two
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Poll #1203450 Question One
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If I have BIG EXCITING news to share, do you want
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to wait until I can tell the whole thing
2 (18.2%)
a teaser that gives a huge hint 8 (72.7%)
a teaser that gives a tiny clue 1 (9.1%)
to wait until the air temps drop within reason 0 (0.0%)
Poll #1203451 Question Two
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If I ever friggin finish the iMovie, All About Second Grade, would you
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want to see it on YouTube? 1 (16.7%)
want me to embed it in my LJ? 4 (66.7%)
not really care one way or the other? 1 (16.7%)
skip it, life is too short? 0 (0.0%)
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