Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Cloud Sculptures

Three quotes have been shaping my thoughts today.

The first, rediscovered via these lovely ladies, is from Chuck Palahniuk's Fight Club:
I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire nation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very very pissed off. 
The next from a radio ad. A quick Google search confirmed that this is their new slogan:
Wal-Mart. Save money. Live Better.
And the final quote, stumbled on while reading "Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters" by J.D. Salinger:
He [Buddy] would disprove of Muriel's mother, too. She's an irritating, opinionated woman, a type Buddy can't stand. I don't think he could see her for what she is. A person deprived, for life, of any understanding or taste for the main current of poetry that flows through things, all things. She might as well be dead, and yet she goes on living, stopping off at delicatessens, seeing her analyst, consuming a novel every night, putting on her girdle, plotting for Muriel's health and prosperity. I love her. I find her unimaginably brave.

Friday, April 22, 2011

This moment.

"{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by Amanda Soule. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember."

The mantra running through my head.

I rediscovered this poem today, via a post over at SouleMama.  I figured I would share it here and share some pictures of the little plot of earth I have.

Sowing the seed,
my hand is one with the earth.
Wanting the seed to grow,
my mind is one with the light.
Hoeing the crop,
my hands are one with the rain,
Having cared for the plants,
my mind is one with the air.
Hungry and trusting,
my mind is one with the earth.
Eating the fruit,
my body is one with the earth.

-Wendell Berry

Tatters. Growin' fast.


Cauliflower. If the darn bunny doesn't get it.


Rainbow Chard and Marigolds.

Rainbow Chard and a bumper crop of hail-damaged-Chevy-Cobalts.


The fig twig. Still lookin' twiggy.

Lettuce around the Fig Twig.


Peas. Specifically amazing Asian sugar peas.

Blueberries, hiding behind a cabbage that is going to seed.
More cabbage, also going to seed. This is going to get stir-fried up soon.
More strawberries. I got excited about strawberries this year.