Sunday, March 18, 2012

Sundays in this Life

Sundays are Springish now


And they are Squirming First Grade Sunday School . . . 



Sundays are Laundromat days 
  
praying the rinse cycle is a long one!
Wisteria blooming behind Walmart . . .

Texas treasures


first Bluebonnets 
Community Garden produce


And Sawtooth Something.  Funny, I didn't get a picture of my nap . . .

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Word Storage

I'm stashing my good word stuff here. When the others are back from the cleaners, I'll stockpile them, as well, usually by texture, size, attitude. You know. (And, periodically, I throw open the closet door to air the place out: give it a spritz of citrusy thesaurus balm, just to keep it all fragrant and useful.

I hang my words by style: Classics, Tailored, Zippy, Colorful, Business, Juicy, Sunny, Comfy, etc. The odd-bits I usually fold carefully for special occasions, and the arsenal of comfy bits don't require much up-keep at all! 

Be my guest: see if anything here strikes your fancy. . .

dynamic, targeted, measured, metrics, drive, data-centric, thought-leader, value proposition, competencies, objective, standards

intuitive, counter-intuitive


pirouette, 


fandango, kerfuffle, pouty, impish, 
                          

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Beginning with . . .

I begin with the light and shadow of a Sunday afternoon.   













Staging Assistant, Chloe.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Lash Out


Saturday, January 22, 2011

John Barry Theme Out of Africa

Sunday, January 16, 2011

What My Life Depends On

Barbara Brown Taylor contemplates, "what is saving her life now," in her book An Altar in the World. Which raised the question for me, of course. What is saving my life now?

The story my parents tell comes to mind. When they were in college, at the University of Colorado, they went out for dinner with friends. They traveled quite a ways from Boulder. The significance of the evening, in retrospect, was the weather.

In fact, the blizzard that followed dessert was so threatening, one fellow drove while the other walked a pace in front of the car, making sure they stayed on the pavement of the mountainous highway.     

What is saving my life now is one foot in front of the other. With little inclination to look back or worry about the next day, I can engineer my life quite well, staying smack-dab in the moment.  What does your life depend on today?  

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Christmas Wishes

Dear Santa,
My list is short. No wrapping necessary. Refreshment for you and the team will be waiting!!

Stay warm, pam 

P.S. Sending nice diamond engagement ring for young couple who need one.