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A day all to myself, in the house with nobody but me and the dogs…ahhhh, luxurious. Nap…ahhhhh. Really vivid dreams…aaahhh.  A stack of  blank canvases I’ve had for two years was calling to me.  And Emotikin wanted to play, too. First, a blank-canvas photo shoot to get our creative juices flowing (for our Creative Every Day Challenge).

Blank canvas Saturday

Blank canvas Saturday

Shadow puppet
Does this shadow make my gut look big?
Ta da!!! Seven hours later! My first Van Gogh-y canvas ever.
Ta da!!! Seven hours later! My first Van Gogh-y canvas ever.

I forgot to eat—except a cupcake Wil made for me left crusty by two days on the counter, unclaimed and unexplained.  While painting, I listened to three of the CDs from “Mother Night: Myths, Stories & Teachings for Learning to See in the Dark” —a 6-CD audio series by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés just released by Sounds True (where I work in marketing & publicity). I didn’t listen to the CDs in order. I started with session six, “Mining the Mother Lode: How to Bring Diamonds from the Darkness (for Artists and People Who Want to Create).”   Time flies when you’re immersed in deep teachings, fairytales, and the flow of creating.  Happy Saturday to me!!!  Aaaaahhhh…

Here is a podcast of Dr. Estés talking about Mother Night just before it launched as an online event series last October.  

Emotikin with a real Van Gogh at the Musée d'Orsay in Paris

Emotikin with a real Van Gogh at the Musée d'Orsay in Paris

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 A story sans words…
Oh no! Can you breathe?
Let's get you out of there!
This'll work. You're almost out.
Ta da! Whew!
You must be hungry. Here, have some carrot.
Okay. Thank you.
Did the Gnome really need rescuing?
Did the Gnome really need rescuing?

 

 

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Yesterday’s storm, which only began about three in the afternoon, dumped almost 9 inches in our backyard before midnight. This morning’s picnic table begged for a measurement. Yesterday, knee deep. Today, armpit deep.

Armpit deep the morning after the spring storm

Armpit deep the morning after the spring storm

How deep was it really?

How deep was it really? Armpit deep...

Still, that’s pretty deep, even for these Emotikin. It was too cold to play this early in the morning, and the sun had stayed asleep behind the clouds. The Emotikin decided to crawl back in bed and watch Kung Fu episodes, Season 2, for the whole day.  Too bad Terry didn’t invite them to Starbucks with him. 

I got home from work about 5:30, still an hour before dark. I couldn’t wait to build a snowman, and the dogs couldn’t wait to find a tennis ball under the snow. While they kept looking, I rolled snow. The Emotikin gave me directions, being quite know-it-all about how best to pack and roll the crusty snow. While I rolled, packed, & molded snow into a play pal, the Emotikin refused to put on mittens, and Bella Luna went inside, pouting, like sisters sometimes do. 

Emotikin scaled ice chest to afix the nose.

Emotikin scaled the ice to afix a nose.

Big Emotikin kept Bella’s scarf and decorated our emerging friend with lava rock stones for eyes and a carrot (one of two that I bought at King Soopers on my way home from work just for this  purpose.) I heard myself singing in my head, “And a carrot nose, and two eyes made out of coal…”  

It wasn’t a perfectly pretty Frosty the Snowman; he lacked a scarf, a magic hat, a corncob pipe, and a better rounded belly…not to mention those great rubber boots for dancing around town. But since we’re expecting more sun tomorrow, Emotikin and I tacitly agreed that Frosty was good enough for a photoshoot–at least this time. Really, we just wanted to play.

Playing on the birdhouse
Playing on the birdhouse
Posing on a mountain of snow

Posing on a mountain of snow

The sun was dropping fast on the other side of the house. The backyard was becoming too cold. What else could we do? The front yard! Let’s go find Gnome! 

Tune in to the next posting for the Great Garden Gnome Rescue!  

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Today was the day I thought was the equinox, where at 10am Mtn time, Spring would begin with a day equally balanced. I celebrated with Terry over our first lunchtime picnic of the year, 65 degrees of sun warming bare feet, shoes kicked off, laying back on the Mexican blankets (damp from melted weekend snow). We ate peanut butter & honey on thick white bread from Heidi’s Deli—drenched so it felt like eating honeycomb—and then PB&strawberryJam. It was the 2nd year we’ve been lunching in the old Louisville cemetary, surrounded by ghosts of couples from the 1800’s who danced, lived, ate and died together. Welcome to spring!

No emotikins were present, unfortunately. But if they were, you would have seen a bright sunny day, brown grass trying to be green, blue sky knowing it is turquoise, and a Red Delicious looking better than it tastes. (I think I will start a “Photos Not Taken” page with only word-pictures instead.)

Three years ago, I celebrated spring break with a sister’s vacation—a week in South Beach with Jenéne, a week before I knew I was going to get a new job at Sounds True.  Here’s to Not Knowing, to wondering what was next, where I’d choose to be, and trusting that the Universe knew and I didn’t have to…yet.  Here’s to the balance of days, light & dark, longer days on the way. (Tonight, Jenéne reminded me that the Spring Equinox was actually Saturday.)

The Life Guard

South Beach, swimsuit optional

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Emotikin likes to travel — to big cities, the beach, the mountains, the river, museums–somedays the front yard is just right for playing with Gnome, building snowmen or drawing with sidewalk chalk.

Join us in our adventures around the globe and around our town of Denver, Colorado.

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