eating an apple
she wails
outstretched arm
as daddy heads to work
with a big grin
she waves byebye
and turns the corner
around the blooming rosebush
GRIZZLY PEAR
eating an apple
she wails
outstretched arm
as daddy heads to work
with a big grin
she waves byebye
and turns the corner
around the blooming rosebush
Pigeon coos
Baby squawks
Computer hums
in the gray dawn light
In from the backyard,
She proudly holds a rose petal
For mommy!
Standing in the early morning light
Swaying my child to sleep
A bird chirps alone in the dark
My coworker Frances calls the 30×42 drawings bedsheets, but the 24×36 set is big enough for a baby!
Seems that an autofocus lens and a bounce flash can make you some decent food porn.
Thanksgiving had a duck, cheesecake, mashed potatoes and minestrone soup.
Saturday had porkchops with apples and portobello mushrooms. The recipe came from Mark Bittman’s Basics – which is really a nicely structured book – with a couple modifications, instead of onions I used mushrooms and in lieu of wine I just used apple juice. I was surprised how all these came out. Maybe I’ll be getting into cooking or something now. I think my wife would appreciate it!
Last Sunday I ran around shooting my rabbits. Well, more like tried to get myself as flat to the ground as possible while trying to shoot rabbits while they sat around under the coffee table. Here are the ones that were good enough to post to facebook. Thanks to iphoto, its surprisingly easy to go through one’s photos and post them all around.
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sickly sour fluoride,
drinking the summer air
from the dentist
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one last drag,
Houston summer morning
colder than night
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I’m condensing
sweating for the bus
in the morning light
So we have been visiting state parks in our spare time. I’ll spare you the reviews since you can just follow them on yelp. But that said, I’ve been having fun even with the deer incident and the awefully cold nights from last weekend. It was fun coming home and setting off the carbon monoxide alarm while changing the batteries that must have died while we were at Martin Dies Jr. State Park. I’m not so sure about the recuperative powers of being in nature – in the end you’re still there wherever you’re at – but it still is a nice change of pace, especially for someone like me who is somewhat obsessed with hanging out at home and reading a book (or studying the ARE’s or surfing the internets).
So here’s yet another a photographic post for this friday (actually three if you count the 11/20 post I somehow never published until today and my retroactive thanksgiving picture that I’m just about to do right now =P )
HEB has an upscale brand called “Central Market”. The produce here is consistently quite good and consistently quite expensive. We came here to get my cousin a bottle of wine for hosting Thanksgiving.
Of course, we completely forgot that his wife can’t drink at the moment!
In any case, I also brought a camera and had some fun along the way. I don’t know why so many of these came out well (usually I am posting one image out of twenty, but I only took about ten of these veggie shots in all) but it really does make one think of the cornucopia of food that just sits there waiting for us to step into a supermarket.