Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Happy Valentine's Day to the Planet

Overnight--2/3rd" of rain!  The last few weeks have been unseasonably mild.  Spotted green tips on the lilac outside the front window.  Can't help but flinch/ wince/ too early/ not safe/ don't come out yet!

A bit of good news:
California--they have announced it has emerged from drought conditions.  (Find references?)

Some numbers about spring:
Today - 6:27am to 6:15PM (11hr, 45min)  +2min 1sec from yesterday
Civil Twilight - sun is 6degrees from the horizon.  The brightest of the twilights.  (Nautical is 12degrees, Astronomical is 18degrees) >  https://www.timeanddate.com/astronomy/different-types-twilight.html

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Non sequitur:
Memorable from yesterday, the NPR story about the woman who sells grief/ condolences greeting cards.  Emily McDowell  Wrote a book with Kelsey Crowe There is No Good Card for This

On what you should say to a sick or grieving loved one
Really, I think it's all about listening. And I think a lot of what we go into in the book is that we operate under the assumption that we need to find the right words, and the good news is that Oprah can't even do that. Nobody can do that. And so you kind of are off the hook in that really all you need to say is, "I'm here," and "I'm thinking about you," and "How are you doing today?" and then let the person talk. ...

On the problem with finding a silver lining instead of allowing someone to be angry or sad
Culturally, we're just not comfortable with a lot of those emotions and anything that I call "death adjacent," where the end could potentially result in death — which is ironic because all of our lives will result in death. That's the one thing we all have in common is that we're all gonna die. So, yeah, we do feel like this sort of internal pressure to come up with a silver lining. And when you are a person who is going through something, that feels like your pain, which is very real, is being minimized.

Monday, June 6, 2016

First Week of June

Lazy swirls of cottonwood fluff from along the ditches: best seed parachutes ever!

The last of the roses. (is it variety? sunlight? temperature?) yes, there are still big fat roses here and there

The sweet sticky slime of ripe white mulberries. the hens would probably eat them all day long if i had the patience to comb the grass picking them up. kind of gross on the bottoms of your shoes if you are just trying to walk past to turn on the hose though.

The yellow bird of paradise shrubs are blooming.  Such tough plants--they must live on air.  Honestly, we've had so little rain!

The Echinacea is up.  The patch that has gotten the most water will burst into bloom any time now.

Have NOT seen the toad. Which is the good news for my pansies (the pot it ravaged last summer trying to stay cool and be ready to catch the clouds of bugs on the front stoop).

This, of course, has been the Year of the Dogs.  Gaping holes.  Shredded pots.  Dirt flung out of the new raised bed.  So this has necessitated the Year of the Fence.

Also the year of Tim the Tomato Guy.  Who raised hundreds of gorgeous young plants in his greenhouse starting at the end of January, and having more than he needed, sold us a dozen.

New raised bed. (There's a lot of hope out there.)  Lots of flowers M gave G for her birthday.  
Seeds and seedlings.  Finally:  OKRA is sprouting.  (they seem to really need the heat) Nasturtiums - had medium luck with those. Carnation seedlings.  Kale.  The big green chard.  Some rainbow chard.

Monday, July 13, 2015

A Small Wood Snail

We have had monsoon rains the past week or ten days...  what a gift!  Some cloud cover in the late afternoons to help keep IN moisture instead of boiling it off.  And several evenings where we got half an inch of rain!  Half here.  A third there.  Everything in the yard looks vibrant.  Patches of grass around town look FAKE--such intense green.  (Which you realize is a very uncommon color here.)  The mesa out towards the Three Sisters has an avocado haze to it.

So between the patch of grass we were trying to establish for the puppy (which we diligently watered every evening for a month, spilling over the sidewalk into the lilac bed) and the rain, we have a pretty steady stream of snails.  I DO feel compassion and am mindful of the death when I toss them to the hens.  This one was on the front window Sunday late morning, for some reason?  Gloria laughed and said, they move surprisingly fast.


Monday, June 15, 2015

the big hole in my petunia pot...

This is like, the Goldilocks story.  Apparently the toad thinks my poor petunia pot is JUST RIGHT.  He or she is really disrupting the roots.  *argh!*  AND as always, I wonder IS this a male or female.  How long do they live?  We have had one toad in and around the garden/ yard for years now.  Probably not the same one.  And/ but surprising that as far as I know, we only ever SEE ONE.  Is he/she really the only one of its kind in our little ecosystem?


Monday, December 8, 2014

MA 429 - Portfolio

Portfolio - Fall 2014
MA 429 - Documentary Production
Instructor - Deborah Fort

Here are the major projects we did this semester.  Baby steps, Dot, baby steps! 

The first assignment was surprisingly hard, and also very thought-provoking.  We were asked to do a self-portrait using ONLY 10 still images.  >We were not to be IN any of the photos.  No voice overs, no zooming and panning.  1 minute or less in duration.  *Fascinating*  The class critique said I should ditch the first and last image--the kitten and Scarlett running.  It's probably an aesthetic question.  To be true to my sense of myself, I am leaving them in.  :)

This assignment was to do a short radio documentary -- 2 minutes or less.  In doing it, I realized that I really enjoy writing scripts, then being the Voice.  :)  Getting clean sound was MUCH harder than I thought it was going to be.  Every time I wanted to catch something, a plane would fly over, a motorcycle gun it, a neighbor turn on a leaf blower, a dog go nuts.  ?!  Or I would be too far away and they would stop talking by the time I got there.  Would love to be part of a community of nature folks doing audio and video.  There must be tricks?  Very sad... but the weekend before this was due, Lucy got really sick.  What a hard end.  Poor lovely hen.  :)  We finally got her in to see a vet late Monday.  We gave her the final gift we could--a quick, painless death.  Then came home, and in the dusk, dug her a spot, wrapped her in a towel, sprinkled her with seeds and straw, and laid her to rest.  Given those heart-wrenching circumstances, maybe I should try the project again.  I have gotten new audio gear since then.  And done a bit more work in Audition (the Adobe audio editing program).

I would like Sandra to be able to use this video, maybe even link it to the Museum's website.  For that use, she asked me to delete the opening.  She doesn't want to do anything that would jeopardize their ability to collect and bring back "material" from Nicaragua.  >Hence the password:  watchme.  :)  This was my first ever interview.  I was nervous.  And I think I made every possible mistake.  Eek.  AND it was exhilarating.  I hope I made some new friends. 

Monday, July 28, 2014

Welcome Pancho and Chico!

Saturday we adopted 2 2mo tiger-striped kittens from Animal Humane.  :)  


   You can't really tell from my photos, but Chico is much smaller, on the brown side, and has faint Cheeta spots on his sides.  Pancho is bigger, on the black side, has much bigger feet, and a bit of black lining the bottoms of each eye.  He is so curious and energetic, it's hard to get a decent photo.  He's ALWAYS in motion!!

Monday, August 26, 2013

Good bye Austin

April 2001-August 19, 2013
We will really miss you Mr. Buddy. 

Austin and Agatha right after my ex and I brought them home from the pound.
~5 1/2 weeks old. Maple City, MI.

(Below) Here he is at 5 1/2 months. He liked to lean on things from the start:
shoes, piles of clothes, stereo speakers, or--in a pinch--zucchini.

After he moved to New Mexico in the spring of 2005, he developed an active Facebook presence.  He was one of the early Farmville moguls.

>>As is often the case, he was one of those "large" cats who love small boxes. The Crackerjack box was probably the cutest, but he was pretty adorable in the bottom of a recent puzzle box too. And Oh So Helpful with those jigsaw pieces!<<

(Below) We let him out into the yard his last few days, to distract him from his aches and pains, and send him out with dirt under his nails--with the scent of lizards, spiders and sparrows fresh on his mind.