here. at the end of the month.
at the end of a theme. a beautiful day
of snatched quiet moments within
chaotic spaces.
(quiet spaces #30)
Sitting and playing in a quiet place With my new toy (magical and revolutionary)
And nobody better say a thing about it... Not. One. Word. (you know who you are)
P.S. NEXT week I'll call Technophiles Anonymous...
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Thursday, April 29, 2010
here.
quite possibly my favorite quiet space.
(quiet spaces #29)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I'm just getting home for the day and am too tired to remember where I put my camera.
So here ... this is from last week.
I love my trillium. They love quiet places.
That counts,right?
(These plants were rescued from the wild from the same pending road construction as the bloodroot.)
here. where, why yes...
there was a nap today, thank you very much.
(quiet spaces #28)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
where so many life changing events happen
up on the roof
a quiet place
there. where if they cry,
you stick a bottle in their mouths.
(quiet spaces #27
Monday, April 26, 2010
a quiet place
(that was an easy one...)
here. no. not here.
there were no quiet spaces anywhere nearby today.
but i hoped for one.
(quiet spaces #26)
Sunday, April 25, 2010
here, where someone else watches the road
while you sip a glass of champagne and stare out
of the window through your dark sunglasses.
(quiet spaces #25)
Saturday, April 24, 2010
the sound of a steady rain,
tires whooshing across wet pavement,
and eva cassidy on the ipod
combine to create a quiet place.
i could drive and drive on days like this...
Friday, April 23, 2010
in the middle of it all
a quiet place
here, where treasures await.
(quiet spaces #23)
Thursday, April 22, 2010
a quiet place
under the mayapple
down on my hands and knees
to chase a beam of sunshine
there. at the end of the day, when everyone else has gone home
to family and friends.
(quiet spaces #21)
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
here. for Tori.
(quiet spaces #20)
a quiet place
too quiet
i'm beyond words
Tori -- my baby cat
1990 - 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
here, where although it is small
and in a very urban environment,
watching the sun go down at the end of the day
is a peaceful, quiet, resting (lack-of) activity.
(quiet spaces #19)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
here, where the brushes are loaded with gouache,
and the soundtrack from Glee plays on the iPod.
(quiet spaces #18)
now that's what you might call purple but a QUIET purple (trying to stay on topic here...)
*note -- we were told that the color comes from Koolaid and blueberry juice... absolutely harmless... the dog loved the attention, too!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
We interrupt the quiet-ude for some busy Saturday-ness.
here, where the engine noise was deafening,
but the crowd was awed into silence.
(quiet spaces #17)
Friday, April 16, 2010
a quiet place in the middle of the street practically swaying on my feet full of shrimp and chocolate mousse cake and planning on going in for key lime pie anyway looking at a fingernail moon with only my camera phone and a happy feeling near the end of a wonderful day.
here.
because the party is 500 miles away.
(quiet spaces #16)
Thursday, April 15, 2010
under the trees
a quiet place
except for the sound of a busy bumblebee*
(*and the sound of my laughter after the outdoor kitty oh so carefully sneaked up on said bee and got a little surprise of her own...)
here. at least for a few moments
before they find me.
(quiet spaces #15)
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
my very own quiet place
(I need to sit there more often)
there, where it seems less like a fortress
and more like a church.
(quiet spaces #14)
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
there.
if you get there before the crowds.
and the cannon firing demonstration.
(quiet spaces #13)
a quiet place
(for the moment)
Monday, April 12, 2010
here, after the pop
has stopped.
(quiet spaces #12)
shhhh! baby sleeping
Sunday, April 11, 2010
even in quiet places it was kind of loud today
here, at the end of
The Third Age
(quiet spaces #11)
Saturday, April 10, 2010
there, where I imagine one hears
only the sound of wind rushing past feathers.
(quiet spaces #10)