Many
years ago, my husband and I got a sweet dog that had been abandoned as a puppy
in a field near Atlanta, Georgia. A family had found him and one of the
children gave him the name, Brian, after a school friend. Brian was a lovable dog and also happened to be
a huge fan of broccoli. I was a first grade teacher at the time and we thought
this would be a fun way to get children to eat broccoli. In the story, Brian
and his best friend, Milo (our second dog) are consumed with the daily chase of
Fraidy cat (my parents’ persnickety pet).
The story follows the dogs’ constant pursuit of Fraidy and Milo becoming
trapped in a mud-filled pig pen. Brian comes to the rescue with his handy pouch
of broccoli which gives him amazing strength. We sketched the pictures and an
artist created the colorful images. All those years ago, we envisioned a series
in which Milo lands in difficult situations and is always rescued by Broccoli
Brian. Last year, Brian passed away after sixteen wonderful years with us and
Milo also recently died. We planted a tree in our front yard with Brian’s
ashes. The book is a testament to our devoted family pets and our love of
books.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
The Story of Broccoli Brian
Friday, November 22, 2013
Nature: My Muse
Live in each season as
it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign
yourself to the influence of the earth.
― Henry David Thoreau – Walden
― Henry David Thoreau – Walden
I don’t usually
use this blog for personal musings but this night, I felt compelled to share
one of my favorite places and my affinity with nature. As a college English instructor, I was honored
to accept a substitute position this fall teaching at a campus at which
I normally don’t work. Other than the great challenge of teaching an 8:00 am
class to college students and ferrying my children out the door at an early
hour, it has been a blessing. I adore my students and feel that we have really
made some excellent academic strides.
This post refers to the perk of my new post. Friday runs at
my special place at sacred battlefield in Northern Virginia. I have spent hours
and trekked many miles at this special place of battle. My convergence with
nature in all seasons of the year has brought me immeasurable joy. I have had
some wonderful experiences and runs along these natural trails. In each season,
there are new images of life and nature that are forever imprinted in my heart.
The travels are also imprinted with the lovely souls that run with me and share
their communion. I would never trade
these times for a tennis bracelet or a trip to the mall. When I inhabit this
space, I truly feel at home. I think Mr. Thoreau was a cutting edge thinker. In
nature, we are in the zone and truly present in the moment. In this month of
thankfulness, I am grateful for my special space in Virginia. I honestly feel
that I am blooming where I am planted.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Wailin' Jennys - Arlington
A dear friend recommended this amazing band - I am passing her gift to you!
Check them out and follow them.
http://www.thewailinjennys.com/
Check them out and follow them.
http://www.thewailinjennys.com/
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
The Last Resort - Dan Llywelyn Hall - Art
Dan Llywelyn Hall
Recent Work - The Last Resort
Saturday 23rd November 2013 @Chase House, Richmond, London
A solo exhibition of recent paintings. Inspired from trips to Crete, France and the Canaries, the exhibition will explore ideas concerned with travel. Please register your email above if you would like to be sent an invitation to this exhibition.
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