26 September 2014

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

Life on the Periphery took some road trips, and got around by plane, train, and automobile, sometimes all on the same day! Here's a little preview of one day of travels...

Always a comforting sight to see a place to land...

Traveling companion in the train station. 
The engine that pulled our horseless carriage. 

All aboard!

And what did we see in our travels? Stay tuned for next week's photo essay...

Sneak Preview

19 September 2014

Merlin vs. the Last Water Monster

Merlin vs. the Last Water Monster of the Season.

Alas, it's time to tuck away the Water Monster for the winter. We bid his Green Hoseyness a fond farewell. Merlin will have to find some other antics to amuse his fans with.

12 September 2014

Fragment Friday - Flashback Edition

Flashback Friday - Max, young Jedi pup Merlin, and Anubis D'Cat

1.  Gotta love the beginning of September and fall - the shortening days, the chill in the air, the snow on the ground... Wait, what? You didn't get snow? I forget at times Wyoming is a special snowflake state. Not sure what this bodes for the upcoming winter, though.

2.  Have all my tomatoes picked, green as they are. When the weather says frost warning, I take it seriously. Hoping the tomatoes ripen up in their paper bag home. They were far to good to not give them some leeway, even the cherry tomatoes. Note to self: Next year, more tomatoes.

3.  It's funny how new artwork generally means buying new supplies for me. I need a new sketchbook, of course, for an old one won't do. I might as well get some new pencils, markers and watercolors while I'm at it. Anyone else do this when you start a new project?

4.  The Royal Corgis wish to inform everyone that they disapprove of this 'snow' stuff on the ground. It interferes with their bouncy ball playing and general supervision of the house and grounds. Time to buy more neon green tennis balls for the winter. 

5.  Just when I thought a book in a series I'm reading was going to be mediocre - after all, it's book 9 - there was a twist that surprised me. Then, on the last page, was another twist I never saw coming. I put the book down going "Wow, just wow!" Love when an author can surprise me - in a good way. Any books you felt this way about?
Merlin, back when he was a pipsqueak, before Water Monsters.

05 September 2014

Fragment Friday - The Poetry Quote Edition

Heading into fall, when the field grass is as high as a Corgi's eye.

Poetry is always slightly mysterious, and you wonder what is your relationship to it.
Seamus Heaney

I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.
Steven Wright

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
T. S. Eliot

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.

Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Paul Dirac

I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.
Steven Wright

Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
Charles Simic
It may be said that poems are in one way like icebergs: only about a third of their bulk appears above the surface of the page.
Howard Nemerov

Poets are soldiers that liberate words from the steadfast possession of definition.
Eli Khamarov

If you want to annoy a poet, explain his poetry.
Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.
Jim Morrison

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
Percy Bysshe Shelley

A poet's autobiography is his poetry. Anything else is just a footnote. ~Yevgeny Yentushenko

29 August 2014

Fragment Friday - The Labor Day Weekend Edition

How DARE you take me to the groomer. Pffffffffffffffttttttttttt. I'm going to roll in something as soon as we get home...

1.  FYI - Labor Day -" Observed on the first Monday in September, Labor Day pays tribute to the contributions and achievements of American workers. It was created by the labor movement in the late 19th century and became a federal holiday in 1894." (History.com)
"Following the deaths of a number of workers at the hands of the U.S. military and U.S. Marshals during the Pullman Strike, the United States Congress unanimously voted to approve rush legislation that made Labor Day a national holiday; President Grover Cleveland signed it into law a mere six days after the end of the Pullman strike." (Wikipedia)

2.  I will labor pulling herbs and vegetables from my garden this weekend. What to do with my two, count'em TWO green beans? Toss them in a stir fry I guess. The bean plants not only didn't produce, they had the nerve to ignore the netting I put up for them to climb. The peas, on the other hand, gave heroically before they wilted. 

3.  One reason I look forward to fall - I don't feel as guilty being in the house writing when it is rainy or dark out. All those bright summer days and balmy summer nights were not conducive to butt in chair. How about you? What do you like about fall?

4.  It's funny the things that trigger poems. It can be something as small as one word or as big as looking up at the Milky Way at night. After a close analysis of my poems, I see that image triggers and word triggers are running about 50/50. I thought, being a visual artist, images would win out. Perhaps I've found a happy medium?

5.   I'm amassing a small mountain of yarn. I think it's my get ready for winter pile. That's my story, at least. On the needles - a pair of socks made of Bluefaced Leicester (BFL) yarn, in CSDye sky blues, the start of a vest in silky Siidegarte Flauschig yarn, a colorwork hat for eldest son- black with white pirate skulls all around, and a pair of colorwork mittens, navy blue and pale purple flowers. For weaving I have lots of projects planned. Just can't decide what's next, Lord of the Rings scarf, or Cartoon Windowpane scarf.