Monday, August 23, 2010

The Bridge Grating by Rebecca Lange

I think about the holes in the bridge grating ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Every time I walk over it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not always the same thoughts ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sometimes I wonder ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If little shoes would stick through if a kid walked over it ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And whether they thought of that when they made it ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Whether anybody thinks of these things for safety’s sake ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I think how dreadful and yet ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How funny it would be if I dropped something important ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My phone down through the rusty grating ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Into the green spongy stuff that lies on top of the smelly water ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I always have to decide ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Whether I’ll walk on the bar-shaped strips of concrete ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That I assume were placed there for the benefit of car tires, ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So they don’t have to go over the grating. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Or whether I’ll walk carefully over the grating. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I know I won’t fall through, but there’s the thought ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What if I catch my shoe somewhere, trip, ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And throw my keys into the lake.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

And the Point Is...

Baby Joanna! My time in Michigan couldn't have ended with a sweeter arrival. My aunt and uncle are the blessed parents of a darling new baby girl. I have been editing these photos bit by bit, but I've finally got them done.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Greenfield Village

These pictures were taken in Greenfield Village in Dearborn, Michigan. The workshop pictured is part of the Menlo Park complex - Thomas Edison's actual laboratory! I visited Greenfield Village while staying with my aunt and uncle this summer. Well worth the visit.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

It's me, for real.

Oh dear! What a dreadful long time since I posted last... to be honest, I logged on a few times and just didn't feel it, so I logged off. No posts. Oh well. Sorry. :-) Since I'm sitting here tired to the point of ridiculousness (if that's not a word I apologize in shame) getting poked by the edges of a Red Bull crash with a cup of coffee steaming beneath my nose, I feel compelled to share this quote. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "As soon as coffee is in your stomach, there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move... similes arise, the paper is covered. Coffee is your ally and writing ceases to be a struggle." -Honore de Balzac ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The above photo is at Greenfield Village in Michigan. More about that another time! :-) And more photos later, too. Promise!

Monday, August 2, 2010

Babies are the sweetest things...Joanna Jubilee was born to my aunt and uncle last Monday. She is a sweet, cuddly little darling! A very contented baby too - a blessing we all give thanks for! I hope to get some pictures up in the next couple of weeks. If not of Joanna, then at least a few of the pictures I've snapped to make memories of Michigan. Have a great day!