How Does Your Garden Grow?

Sprrringtime is here! It doesn't matter if I have time or not, I had to get out in the yard to take care of cleaning things up before things start to grow back in. Spent Sunday afternoon and yesterday evening doing that (not done yet, but got some major work done). So, here are some images that I took in between hauling out debris from my garden beds and pruning and clipping and...who needs a gym membership when there's yardwork to do?

While cleaning out the area that has some native grass, something moved from underneath and came up to the top of the rock. It was this lovely, lovely luna moth (of which I am totally enthralled with). He wasn't ready to fly away; he must've just come out of his cocoon and since there was no sun to warm him up, he was quite still. So, it gave me a good chance to hone my portaiture skills on moths. I just love the furry texture on his wings! So smooth and soft and.....fuzzy!

The pink buds are from the red bud tree. Why they call it a red bud tree when the buds are pink are beyond me! The other image is a detail from a metal chicken that's supposed to be a bird house, and the last image is of my trusy and favorite pair of gardening shoes. Makes me think of Van Gogh's drawings of his shoes. They have a life of their own.

And, tomorrow, four of us art buddies are off to Washington State for the Artfest 2007 Google it) for several days of art frenzy and workshops galore. The event is being held at Ft. Worden State Park located in Port Townsend which is that finger of a peninsula across the bay from Seattle (ok, I dont know if that's really a bay per se, but an inlet of some sort...). Such a huge adventure of learning and fun and comraderie!

All I can say is-WOO HOO!!!!

Audiology

Stumbled into a notebook from 1976 (college notes) from one of my favorite classes; Physiological Psychology. I should take it again someday; I'm sure there's a lot more that is known now than (oh m'gosh has it been thirtyone years ago?) waaay back then.

The teacher was very organized and methodical in his approach to the lecture, so my notes from this class are quite organized; the pen I used was a fountain pen; the cheap ol' Shaffer ones. Our climate in New Mexico is too dry, so these pens don't hold up well here. But, this was back in San Diego; a wee bit more humid there.

Well, I'm really just rambling on about nothing; I'm supposed to be doing my homework! Only seven more weeks and I'm done!! Yippee!!!

In search of serenity...

It seems like ages since I last blogged (bless me father, for I have not blogged...my last blog was...). This is the time of the year when I knew it was going to be rough sailing; in the midst of my last semester with soooo many irons in the fire! So much happens in one day that my brain is having a major meltdown! And of course, our workload in the Admissions Office at UNM has more than doubled. Yesterday afternoon we hung our show (Leighanna posted a blog earlier today with some of the photos of the hanging: http://52wks.blogspot.com/). It was a 3 hour process!! But, to see the body of work on a collaborative project like this is amazing! What's even more mind boggling is that what we brought in to hang was only a portion of the body of work that we all produced in the past year. The five of us learned so much from each other and from ourselves in this collaboration. We discovered that, in sailing out to the horizon, another horizon will always be in front of you to reach for! We discovered a new kind of creative energy that I think we all learned to tap into just by comitting to producing work weekly. The lessons are too numerous for me to recall at this frazzled state that I am in! But, back to the serenity thing. I am literally stretched to my physical limits between balancing the work/life/art thing at this moment in time. Commencement is around the corner and I also need to tend to the business of getting things in order for that. I can't believe that this part of the journey is coming to a close. The feeling will be one of great triumph, but on a very personal level. But, this precarious balancing act is taking it's toll and I find a great urge to become reclusive (again) and withdraw from society! So, I'm posting this peacful buddah to remind myself to focus on the 'yoga breathing' and keep it all in perspective. I'm on the home stretch!