Musings related to life. Linked from my website, www.comicnurse.com

Monday, April 30, 2007

Alice had a good weekend.

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Mom's Front Door Birds - Further Update


Thursday, April 26, 2007

Personalized Money


Kudos to the blog "Seven Deadly Sinners" (http://7deadlysinners.typepad.com/sinners/)
for leading me to a site where you can make your own money. Love it.

Monday, April 23, 2007

"Doggie Magic"

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Blossomtime

Friday, April 20, 2007

Mom Bird Update




Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Where to begin?



The catalog description reads, "Here's a great way to keep track of where each end of your towel - and soap - has been!"

I love the Carol Wright gifts catalog because it offers for sale solutions to problems that you did not, until you saw the solution, know you had. This is a classic example. What makes the catalog utterly priceless is that their solutions are so painfully tacky that they are exponentially worse than the original problem. Again, this is the perfect example.

Who says life can't simply be black -- or brown -- and white?

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Tree Buds

Monday, April 16, 2007

Rear View

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Forest Primeval



THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean
Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it
Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Where is the thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers --
Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands,
Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven?
Waste are those pleasant farms, and the farmers forever departed!
Scattered like dust and leaves, when the mighty blasts of October
Seize them, and whirl them aloft, and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean.
Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pré.
Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures, and is patient,
Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion,
List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the forest;
List to a Tale of Love in Acadie, home of the happy.

Evangeline
A Tale of Arcadie
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
from the 1893 Cambridge Edition
(Originally published in 1847)

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Chicago Wins!



If you aren't feeling the excitement, check out the video at www.chicago2016.org

Maybe it's because I caught a hint of Olympic fever at the Gay Games in Chicago this past summer, or maybe it's because I spent the fall photographing and drawing many of our fabulous landmarks. Or maybe it's because our mayor wants the Olympics in Chicago and I support him - the man who has been consistently vocal about and supportive of my rights as an equal citizen of this country. No matter why, I'm very excited and proud that we won.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

On Leavitt




Monday, April 09, 2007

Mom's Birds - update of the update

Friday, April 06, 2007

City Creatures

Two recent encounters in our yard.



Thursday, April 05, 2007

Mom's Front Door Birds - Update

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Spring Shore


Lakeside, Michigan