Check...?

Camera? Check!

Memory card? Check!

Battery charged? Check!

Remember battery for trip up into the mountains?

...battery?

...battery?

Hmmm...Sorry: No "Me-Me" without camera battery!

I'll catch up...catch up...

10 in 10 for 10 - Day Two

One point of this exercise is to see if the divine can be seen in the mundane. On my very mundane walk to my office, three blocks from my house, past a FexEd and a yoga studio and a LensCrafters and an empty lot...the divine almost hit me over the head, as just long as I was looking for it. Angels, devils, heaven, hell, natural, supernatural, unnatural.

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10 photos in 10 minutes for 10 days. No editing. Just seeing/shooting/posting. That's it!

10 in 10 for 10 - Day One

Photos in minutes for days, that is.

Today, I thought up a meme (which, in my head, I pronounce "Me-Me", because I can, because it's my head). 10-10-10. Ten photos. Ten minutes. Ten days. It's intended to exercise my mindfulness and stretch my photographic eye. No time to fidget with settings (which I cannot, because I cracked the LCD display on the back of my camera. Perfect.). No time to stage anything. No photo editing.

Just walk/see/shoot/look/post.

If you click the links below, you'll see the photo information. It says that the photos were taken in September of 2007, but, like I say, the LCD display in cracked and I can't change anything. Keeps me honest. Except the date thing. Because these photos were taken today. All within ten minutes.

If you'd like to join in, have at it!

Day One: Nine photos in the mosaic and one on top! (The one on top is different from the one in the mosaic...not by much...I'll get better at this as the days go by, pinky swear.

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Love and joy come to you!

Merry Christmas! Frohe Weihnachten!

Third and Fairfax ...

... fresh rain pattering between the awnings.

... at Christmas time.

... Moishe's falafel.

... large hot coffee and a Bob's Doughnut.

... my boy discovering all that lay under that layer of thick chocolate in a piece of Little John's rocky road.

... my girl singing made-up words to Christmas carols being played by a steel drum reggae band.

Right now, I want nothing more. I'm good. I have all the Christmas presents I want. This is happy.

4th Advent

"I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything."

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

Exactly the same, but different

OH my feet hurt. Why can't I where comfortable shoes without it being a political statement?

Okay: So, yesterday, I was invited by Craftside to attend Unique L.A., do a little Make 'N Take, book signing la-di-da... And much fun was had.

In Germany, about this time of year, Christmas markets are a staple tradition. And Unique L.A. is exactly the same thing. Except in Los Angeles not in Germany, and 75ºF/24ºC and not 20 below freezing, and live D.J. and not Glockenspiel, and something called Tanzanian Sumatran Fair Trade Organic (which was not a sandwich, as I hoped) and not mulled wine, and in a penthouse and not in the village square, and Grand Marnier pistacio cupcakes and not sugared almonds...but exactly the same. Exactly the same in all the important ways: Lots of handcrafted, lots of good chit-chat – a good time yes indeedy.

Some postcards...

I set out some design examples from our book, demonstrated an easy holiday fascinator, sold a few sewing patterns (actually, gave many more away, because whenever I hear "Oh, I'd love to sew, but don't know where to start," that's my cue).

Granny's afgan pants: You saw them here first (well, not first, maybe). Totally diggin' afgan pants. Design Schuyler Ellers/Skychic.

Island of misfit toys.
Craftside offered an opportunity to wear the World's Ugliest Christmas Sweater.

So, it's 3rd Advent already and I'm late, I'm late for a very important date! Must unpack the car and run a few errands.

Thank you for stopping by!