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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

water wonder

funny.

not funny--haha.

funny--curious.

yesterday i posted a picture of one of my paintings. it's called *good water*. i did it about 2 years ago.

then, i wrote a few drafts for upcoming posts. nothing that i wanted to pursue. so i read some favorite blogs instead.

two in a row, spoke about water--robin's blog andsuzanne's blog.

my mom called to say they wouldn't make it to the boys' hitting practice because my dad was sick. so sick he passed out and now has a black eye. some days i don't know if i worry more about my kids or my parents. i swear they tag-team me.

in speaking with my mom she says her sister's basement flooded yesterday. uh, water again?

so i went back to what i had played around with yesterday in a draft and thought--perhaps i need to post this. this is what i wrote yesterday before all the water words, before i realized our connection.

so i'm thinking about water.

is there enough?

is it clean? is it clean enough?

where does it come from?

do my boys drink enough?

do i?


i think about people who have no water.

i think about thirst.


i like to think about the color of water, large bodies of it.

i like to think of it at the moment it touches the shore.

i think of drops of it, of puddles, of streams and rivers, of ponds and lakes and i sometimes think of the ocean.

i think of the smell of the ocean, the familiar. the briny.

i think of the power of water.

i think of the age of water.

i think of rain and floods and droughts.

i think of water in blood and milk and tears.

and the holiness of it all.



love and light and h2o
deborah

ps. we were expecting sleet and snow this morning. nope, just rain. lots and lots of rain.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

carry on

i'm packing.

i'm going nowhere.

big red leaves for a few days. i ususally pack for him. i like to know he has everything he needs when he's away. it's what i do. and he fills my van with gas and wiper fluid. it's what he does. it's the give and take.

i like to pack. i'm an over-packer. totally. red likes a carry-on only. checked bags? nope. he won't do it. he is so much the george clooney character in
"up in the air" when he's at the airport. he has the routine down. slip shoes off, toiletries precisely packaged, pockets emptied. by the way, did you see that movie? i loved that movie.

i want to learn to pack light. or lighter. that the option of picking up and taking off could be mine too.

where would i go? i asked r that question this morning. he had a three-way tie. italy, japan and australia. could i do that with just a carry-on? hmmm.....where would you go?


best
deborah