Wednesday, February 24, 2016

From a beach on the Atlantic...

I am spending some gorgeous  days at the beach with family. The weather is sunny and warm. 
I am reading White Teeth by Zadie Smith. Having a hard time getting into the story. 
Listening to The Last American Vampire by Seth Grahame-Smith. I love the narrator's voice. The story is a little gory by so good. Still recovering from The Shipping News...
Watched Love, the Coopers with my daughter. I know it got bad reviews but I really liked it. Not deep but dysfunctional in a warm fuzzy way. Attended a girl's flag football game and lunched with my hubby. Walking Izzy every day. 
Sixties beach songs are surfacing from the depths of my sixty something brain. Little Surfer, Ride the Wild Surf, Jan and Dean, Beach Boys and their Good Vibrations. 
"These homes of love we build, house many rooms, sanded and painted in the shades and colors of our life, furnished with those moments that, however inconsequential they may seem to others, have in fact, defined us. --Annie Proulx, The Shipping News
I love this. Also by Proulx, " And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery."

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Photo favorites from 2015...

Cousin Hug


Dolphin girl

Mommy love

Hangin' Out

Performance Zen

 Social Print Studio inspired me to look back over the last year to pick my favorite photo I shot in 2015. I'll tell why I chose the pic and how I got the perfect shot. 
First, I must say this was not an easy choice. I have been going over my photos from this year, so many I loved. Most of my subjects are my ten grandchildren. Their energy and enthusiasm fascinate me. I like candid shots. No setup. I take hundreds of photos to find the gem. The perfect capture. The "why" for my favorite photo of 2015 is the love I see shining through the photo.

Drumroll please! I choose Cousin Hug for 2015!

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Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Language arts assignment and Tuesday Inro...

This is a Language  Arts assignment from a sixth grade grand. Each student was given a random page torn from an old book. They crossed out all words except the few they chose to compose a poem. 

Painted with ordinary questions
The idea was a chance

First chapter First paragraph Tuesday Intros-Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Seth Grahame Smith

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains. Never was this truth more plain than during the recent attacks at Netherfield Park, in which a household of eighteen was slaughtered and consumed by a horde of the living dead. 

What do you think, keep reading or pass?
I enjoyed his Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. I think I heard a movie is in the works!

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Far from the madding porch...

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intro-Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an unimportant distance of his ears, his eyes were reduced to chinks, and diverging wrinkles appeared round them, extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun.

What do you think, continue reading or pass?

I have been enjoying some classic books lately. I read this years and years ago and remember how much I loved it. I plan on reading this soon. I am visiting my southern living children for the next two months. I already feel like I am falling behind on my reading, blogging and sleeping. Busy kids...
Reading The Precious One by Marrissa de Los Santos, listening to The Shipping News by Annie Proulx, watching season two of Orange is the New Black.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

How is it Tuesday again already on the porch...

First Chapter first paragraph Tuesday Intros hosted by Diane at Bibliophilebythesea-Thanks Diane!

The Shipping News by Annie Proulx

Here is an account of a few years in the life of Quoyle, born in Brooklyn and raised in a shuffle of dreary upstate towns. Hive-spangled, gut roaring with gas and cramp, he survived childhood; at the state university, hand clapped over his chin, he camouflaged torment with smiles and silence. Stumbled through his twenties and into his thirties learning to separate his feelings from his life, counting on nothing. He ate prodigiously, like a ham knuckle, buttered spuds.

What do you think--keep reading or pass. I am a few chapters in. I love Proulx writing style. I came across the movie with the same title. It was so good I had to find the book. I am freezing in Upper Michigan. Annie Proulx is making me feel the cold in New Foundland.

My niece, who lives on the same road my camp is on, took these pics of our fresh snow.