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It Looks Like November

My first thought this morning when I began my walk beside Medicine Lake was It Looks Like November. The colors were muted and dark, the sky gray, and the wind blustery. But the temperature was mild and as I walked along I found more and more colorful little scenes along the way. Some milkweed pods had burst and their seeds were clinging to the outside of the pod and on several nearby plants. Because so many of the leaves were on the ground I was able to explore side paths that took me to areas nearer the lake and to Read more…

By Marilyn, ago

Saying Hello To November

  I am a little sad to say goodbye to October but here I am Saying Hello to November — and what a beautiful way to usher in this turning the corner towards winter month. We are expecting a high temperature of almost 70 degrees today. The sky is a cloudless bright blue right now. And I am giving thanks for another beautiful day during a time of year that is often not nearly so pleasant. November is typically the cloudiest month of the year in Minnesota with an average of 5 clear days during the month. I am hoping Read more…

By Marilyn, ago

Exploring Creative Options

I’m continuing my work on my book idea. This week I’ve been Exploring Creative Options in photo paper for my handmade book. All of the paper samples that I ordered arrived late last week. So this week I’ve been slowly printing two of the photos for the book on all of the different paper types that I’m interested in. Now I’m spending time looking at them all and choosing which paper or papers I like the best. Last weekend I spent some time at the library looking at photo books published by various photographers that I admire. Though those books Read more…

By Marilyn, ago

About Joy

  Today feels like a good day to talk About Joy. Every once in a while I read something that takes my breath away. Yesterday I read a beautiful poem called Joy is the Justice We Give Ourselves. I encourage you to read it too. It is both beautiful and haunting, about being black in America. It’s a long poem, beautifully written that speaks to the full experience of life. Here is just a small excerpt from the poem… … Joy is the flashing blue light passing by, not meant for me.   Joy is the good news, without new Read more…

By Marilyn, ago

Hanging Out in the Woods

Yesterday I spent a lot of time Hanging Out in the Woods. While much of the landscape is taking on the monochrome look of late fall, I found some patches of bright color left in Wolsfeld Woods SNA. I spent much of my time craning my eyes upward towards the sky admiring the tall trees. But I also kept an eye on the trail beneath my feet. The trails were covered with a few inches of fallen leaves. And I wanted to be careful not to trip on a hidden root or slip on an acorn underfoot. So I moved Read more…

By Marilyn, ago