TIME: 10:13 pm
PLACE: Backyard
SUBJECT: Maple leaf
We pay the power company for an additional street light in the alley behind our house, mainly for safety reasons.
There is a side benefit of having the light; it makes the leaves on our “wonky” maple tree glow at night in the fall.
It’s something nice to view while I wait for the dogs to finish up outside before going to bed.
“Radioactive cats have 18 half-lives”
Unknown
TIME: 9:10 AM
PLACE: Kitchen
SUBJECT: Jack
Note to self: Make appointment to check the radiation levels in the house.
“In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary.”
Aaron Rose (American, director, producer, writer, independent curator, artist, b1969)
TIME: 6:09 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: StellaDella
Today was an ordinary day. HandsomeHusband went to work, the kids went to school, I went to work, everyone came home, SD, DQ and I went to buy new shoes for SD and DQ, we ate dinner and afterwards the kids watched “The Simpsons.” Unexciting. I found something beautiful to photograph though. SD was sitting on the couch watching the show and paging through MonkeyBoy’s book, “The Encyclopedia of Immaturity, Volume 2," when the sun streamed through the front window, illuminating her hair. I love how it glows in the early evening light. Ever since she was born, whenever we have gone out with her, people have stopped us and told us that they love her red hair. If I had a dollar for each time that has happened, I would be a very rich woman.
Norman Bates: “Oh, we have 12 vacancies. 12 cabins, 12 vacancies.”
Psycho (Anthony Perkins-actor, Joseph Stefano-screenplay, Robert Bloch-novel, Alfred Hitchcock-director, 1960)
TIME: 7:58 PM
PLACE: S. Belt West
SUBJECT: Terrace Motel Sign
It is dark now when we drive home from cheerleading practice. On the way, we pass the Terrace Motel & Apartments. It has a great vintage neon sign. As I wasn’t happy with the cloud pictures I took earlier in the day, I stopped and snapped some of the glowing neon. The word “M-O-T-E-L” is stacked vertically to the left with a star at the top above the “M”, unfortunately, that portion of the neon is not lit.
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
Unknown
TIME: 7:37 PM
PLACE: The Muny parking Lot, Forest Park, St. Louis, MO
SUBJECT: Light the Night balloons
Today marks 8 years since terrorists hijacked planes, crashed into the Twin Towers, the Pentagon and a Pennsylvania field and killed over 3,000 people. It is a day that we will always remember where we were and what we were doing when we first heard of the attacks. I remember watching the event unfold on television, the horror of the second plane hitting the tower and the collapse of the buildings. My thoughts turned to the people who were still trapped inside when the towers fell. I know I will never forget that morning.
Tonight I participated in the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society's Light The Night Walk which was at Forest Park in St. Louis. This walk pays tribute to and raises funds for people fighting cancer. It is something my family does to honor the memory of my mom. Tonight, DQ and I joined my oldest brother and his family and my Dad in the walk. We each carried a red lighted balloon as a supporter and Dad carried a gold balloon in memory of Mom. Afterwards, we let the balloons go after we took off the plastic tube that lit them up. This tube is a small device powered by 2 AA batteries. Being the frugal people that we are, we all pocketed our batteries. We were standing at the end of the walk and noticed that many folks dropped their balloons with the tubes in the trash can. I mentioned, mostly in jest, that we should get them out and mine the batteries from the devices – just think of the money that we’d save. So my Dad goes over to the trash can and comes back a little later with about 10 batteries! I kidded him that now I know he’s a cheap old man…scrounging in the trash for free batteries. He said that he is just doing his part to help the environment – by not letting them hit the landfill. OK, if you say so Dad! ;)
