It’s my new favorite word. The sound of it, especially. Unfortunately, or otherwise; actually, I’m not quite doolally these days. Very busy. In a good way. Little is better than having your child to yourself for an entire week, all of the time.
Archive for April, 2009
Vacation again with the kiddo. She loves to walk with me. So we do. There’s a pond next door that we like to visit, all summer, usually. We’ve seen the Canadian geese of course, and ducks, and later in the fall, heron of all sorts. Yesterday, we saw a beaver. Which would explain the gnawed log sharpened to a perfect point a friend spotted with us a week prior. We were pretty excited to see the beaver swimming around (thought it was a floating log at first). Then, it came to the edge. The kiddo was absolutely hypnotized…I really don’t think she heard me pleading with her to back away. Just in case it was a big rat. But no, I saw the tail. It was indeed, a beaver.
I love spring. It’s my favorite season. I love watching grown men play baseball, or catch. Especially when they know you’re watching. Showoffs. Cute. Actually, I just like watching men exert themselves, in any manner. Except at a construction site. Grossness. And I like going to the auto section and getting good advice on, oh…windshield wipers….without being spoken to in a condescending tone..or worse…ogled…like I was when I was younger.
The kiddo chose a ham for this weekend’s dinner. “Hams are pigs, aren’t they, Mama?”, she asked.
“Yep.”
“So how do they get the ham out of the pig? And bacon, too?”, she went on.
I looked at her mostly solemnly. “They kill them, sweetie. They die.”, said I. Just a little gentle manipulation…a little nudge toward veggie land.
“Oh! I LOVE pigs. Bacon! Ham! And sausage! MMMMMM!”, she squealed.
Sigh. I have never cooked a ham in my life. Yikes!
Discovered the work of spanish photographer Cristina Garcia Rodero quite by accident…very fond of her work. Cristina documents Spanish rites and fiestas and is primarily focused on the sacred and the profane. I also like her works with children. She is particularly interested in rituals and celebrations of the religious sort in particular, that are fading from culture. I have to say, I’m quite jealous of cultures infused with a sort of pagan wildness, the European and Latin American cultures in particular. You just don’t see it in a country founded by Puritans. We hawk the idea of freedom, and yet repress and even reject human responses to religion, rites of passage, and human sexuality that are primal, magical, and perfectly natural.
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