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Spring is in the air in many places and in one of those places a man decided to invest some time and energy into washing the winter salts off his car and polishing the exterior bright.  He even added a few shiny details so that the vehicle sparkled like brand new.  That night, he and his teenage step-daughter made a late night food run for the family.  As they walked toward the car, the man looked closely at the vehicle.  Once they were safely buckled inside, he made a choice.  He decided that here was a teachable moment.

a view through that rippled glass window

today’s view through that rippled glass window

He said, “You know that area where we go to get fast food, right?  Well, at night and especially on the weekends, there is a police car in one of the parking lots.  Their goal is to reduce crime.  One way they think they are doing that is by profiling people.  Look at me and look at what we’re driving.  Okay, let’s see what happens.”  They pulled into the restaurant drive-thru, placed their order and then pulled over to wait.  The man chatted with the girl about school and what music she was listening to these days. When they received their food, he started to drive home.

yesterday's view through the rippled glass window

yesterday’s view through the rippled glass window

After a while he told the girl, “Okay, take a look in the mirror.  Can you see him? He’ll probably stay about 4-5 seconds behind to see if we do anything out of the ordinary like suddenly speeding up or weaving across the yellow line … anything that will give him cause to pull me over.  But we haven’t done anything wrong and so we just stay calm even if he were to pull us over.”  They made it home and as they pulled into the driveway the man told the skeptical girl,  “I know, I know.  I could be wrong.  People call me a worrier and even paranoid.  But, let’s see.  If I’m even half-way right, he’ll shortly drive down this street, pass our house, do a scan and then at the bottom of the street do a u-turn and drive back up the street. And then since we are clearly just fine, he’ll drive away into the night.”  They waited.  The car drove past, did a u-turn at the bottom of the street and then drove away into the night.  The man and girl went into the house with their fries and other food items to share.

impurities in and on the glass window

impurities in and on the glass window

When my brother began relating this recent experience with me, I thought he was just going to share the continuing adventures of teaching a teenage girl to drive.  When the story concluded, I could not help but ask, “Of all the things you thought you’d be teaching the children in your life, did you ever think you’d be teaching them about profiling?”  All he could say was, “Nope.”

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The gentlemen at the muffler shop next door lost a bevy of their balloons but they were caught, quite gently, by the oak tree towering above the house.  I was reminded of The Red Balloon, a movie that I have not seen since I was a child but I feel a need to look it up.

Also caught was a plastic bag that in this morning’s light with its twists and turns about the branches reminded me of a nautilus shell.

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A splurge at the grocery store. I probably needed butter more but somehow I could not walk away from that bouquet of white tulips.

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Once upon a time, I made jewelry.  It was a hobby to give my hands something to do when I wasn’t writing and my eyes something to concentrate on when I wasn’t watching television.

I was simply following in the footsteps of my friends who did much more elaborate, skilled, and exquisite work.  I admired their craftsmanship and eyes for design while I mostly played around with colors and textures.

Up to a certain point I could be disciplined enough to complete a piece but then more and more pieces remained unfinished.  That’s when I realized mostly what I wanted to do was experiment with placement of beads and unique baubles.

I still have the tools to make jewelry, at least my simple kind.  I have not tried in years. These pieces, and many more, I found in an old jewelry box as I was trying to do some early Spring cleaning.

Some pieces I may keep to wear while others will most certainly continue to be used as photographic inspiration.  As for individual beads and baubles, still unstrung, I may share some of those with a young friend still quite fascinated by the colors of the rainbow and how to hold bits of it in your hands.

And once there has been some space cleared in that jewelry box, perhaps I’ll try my hand at creating some new pieces. Or at least I can dream. 😉

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An impulse buy at the grocery store for sure.  A package of eighteen little eggs with so many different patterns on their shells.

A half dozen can fit into my hand at once.  As for preparation …

… something simple.  Perhaps boil them, shell them and place on a bed of mixed lettuce greens.  Add a few sliced cherry tomatoes.  Maybe drizzle the ensemble with a salad dressing made from the aioli Steve made last night.  And yes, that aioli is infused with those mustard greens.  Some toasted bread rubbed with garlic, and I think that’ll do it. 😉

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I’ve written about and shared pictures on this blog from my walk along The Causeway, a stretch of road dating back to medieval times in Steventon, Oxfordshire Village, England.  The road begins in the village Green and ends at a church.  One day I followed the path determined to find the church.  Eventually I did and of course I took photos.  One of those photos of the church appears in the Winter 2014 Issue of Dirty Chai Magazine.  The issue’s theme is adventure.  Here it is, hot off the press, a beautiful collection of words and images.

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church window

 

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Click here to see what it looked like just last week.

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New posters available in my zazzle shop.  Just a few African violet petals, some shadows resting on snow and a rainbow cupped within a shell.  As I originally studied these images, I thought them sensuous and I was reminded of something James Baldwin wrote in The Fire Next Time, “To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread.”  I sometimes worry that I am procrastinating as I watch sunlight settle upon a leaf … but then I just shake myself and become thankful that I could be present in the moment. 😉

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