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on the selvage: she has her mother's eyes!
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Monday, January 26, 2009. She has her mother's eyes! This morning I woke up to a text from my friend Lee Ann. "Guess who just fell asleep in her new sling." The sling she speaks of is the one I made for her new baby girl, and the "who" she speaks of is that girl who she and her husband just met today for the first time. They have loved her since before they knew her name. Something hit me hard that Reed said in their blog post, describing their first meeting with their daughter. May 22, 2009 at 5:01 PM.
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on the selvage: Murphy, we're not in Brooklyn anymore (part 4)
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Saturday, January 10, 2009. Murphy, we're not in Brooklyn anymore (part 4). Oh, Murphy, what have I become? Ok, I've been dunking for 45 minutes and it still isn't robust. What now? Where there's no dunking required). Glad you're enjoying real coffee with that yummy pastry! January 16, 2009 at 1:42 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Movies that move me. Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans. The Price of Milk. Books that have shaped me. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl.
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on the selvage: wish I was just overreacting
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Monday, January 12, 2009. Wish I was just overreacting. Right now I am going to go to bed and pray myself to sleep. And try not to cry anymore at the thouhgt of kids being banned from libraries. My dear Grandmother would not have been able to bear that one, and this makes me realize another way I am like her. Bittersweet. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Movies that move me. Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans. The Price of Milk. Books that have shaped me. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. The Cost of Discipleship.
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on the selvage: December 2008
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Monday, December 29, 2008. When a beloved person disappears, everything becomes impregnated with that person's presence. Every single object but also every space is a reminder of his or her absence, as if absence were stronger than presence.". Tuesday, December 16, 2008. About a year ago I babysat my pastor's little boy so he and his wife could go to "a show". In the hip(ster) neighborhood of Greenpoint, Brooklyn, "a show" does not mean a movie (common. $12 per person plus subway fare? So, anyway, I stum...
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on the selvage: October 2008
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Thursday, October 30, 2008. When all else fails, dance. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. When it was over and they could talk about it. She said there's just one thing I have got to know. What in that moment when you were running so hard and fast. Made you stop and turn for home. He said I always knew you loved me even though I'd broken your heart. I always knew there'd be a place for me to make a brand new start. Oh love wash over a multitude of things. Love wash over a multitude of things. What time was ha...
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on the selvage: dance...
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Thursday, January 1, 2009. I'm behind again on blog posts (writing and following) and emails! I've seen this video before, but I'm going to watch it again because it makes me smile:o). January 3, 2009 at 10:17 AM. I couldn't help it. almost giggly smiles. Especially because I have been to several of the places he's dancing! Made me feel a little less stuck here. you can dance ANYWHERE! Well, maybe in Target isn't such a good idea). January 3, 2009 at 11:51 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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on the selvage: August 2008
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Saturday, August 30, 2008. Happy Birthday, baby sister. You were the first baby I ever held, the woman who I look up to, and the inspiration for more than you'll ever know. Think about the hard road these girls traveled before they became best friends and don't lose hope in the power of the bond that begins in moments like these. Thursday, August 28, 2008. So much has happened since I last posted. Mostly, my intention to "start writing" is relentlessly nagging me, and the "but where to begin?
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on the selvage: March 2008
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Saturday, March 15, 2008. Today was one of those days that made me feel like I never want to even consider leaving Brooklyn. It is the closest I have ever felt to my childhood fantasy of living on Sesame Street. (more about that someday.). I took Murphy (my silly little dog who needs dog friends lest he start believing that he is one of the cats) to the dog run at a sort of near-by park. I feel so eco! So much better than a Big Mac). Tuesday, March 11, 2008. Saturday, March 1, 2008. The Isles of Shoals.
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on the selvage: sometimes random beauty is the best medicine
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Thursday, January 15, 2009. Sometimes random beauty is the best medicine. I know that probably didn't make any sense to anyone but me, LOL. And I do not know how to describe things in musical terms. Oh well. It was very nice. That we can all understand;o). January 15, 2009 at 7:14 PM. I totally agree, and I know exactly what you mean! It's as if they have made peace with both sides, and are using their music to share just the truth! Now THAT may not make sense! January 15, 2009 at 7:24 PM.
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on the selvage: January 2008
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Thursday, January 31, 2008. But while I breathe Heaven's air, and Heaven looks down on me, And smiles at my best meanings, I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul. Saturday, January 12, 2008. I am too clumsy for pilates (and I have no idea what my "core muscles" are, or if I even have any), and I just don't have the attention span for yoga (that part of my brain is stuck on "two-year-old who had a whole box of frosted flakes for breakfast" mode). So, how to relax? And I lost the ball of brow...
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