february 28, 2018

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“If we can accept our imperfections as they are, then we can use them as part of the path.”
~ Chögyam Trungpa

 

fun bunch

 

The initial plan was to talk about my seriously awesome new fridge that was delivered today. That was, until I got to work where Jen Bartlett invited me to talk to the digital humanities class about Kentucky’s Digital Newspaper Program (KDNP). I ended up talking more about digital preservation, but that seemed okay. My sense was that the class didn’t realize the many facets of preservation involved with digital content. Not a surprise. Most people think any flatbed scanner equals digitization, and then they never give a second thought to how to care for the data long term. You wouldn’t think newspapers would lead me down this path, but working on the National Digital Newspaper Program (NDNP) for eight years (and KDNP for another five) built it into my librarian DNA. Almost everything I’ve done at UK has been connected to digital content creation and care – from texts to A/V. It’s been amazing to watch the technologies evolve. I’ve been really lucky to land in a field that does some pretty cutting edge work, providing access to materials that, without technological advances, would have been accessible to only a few hearty researchers. That there are now classes focused solely on ways to reinterpret, repackage, or repurpose this material and make something even more meaningful from it makes everything we do feel complete. The sky’s the limit in the digital humanities field, and it was great fun to spend a little time with this class today. I hope they use our newspapers for a great project.

february 27, 2018

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“No human heart is denied empathy. No religion can demolish that by indoctrination. No culture, no nation and nationalism – nothing can touch it because it is empathy.” ~ Dayananda Saraswati

 

Before the flood (Snapseed)

 

Back in September, when Judy and I accepted our major award (ha ha) at the Galt House in Louisville, we took a stroll to admire the Ohio River. Today, the park seen here between the Galt House and the Muhammad Ali Center is under water. In fact the first floors of the Ali Center’s parking garage are also underwater, closing the Center as well as many other riverside businesses. Interstate 64, in the photo, looks as if it’s floating in the water now. Towns along rivers are no strangers to rising water, but that doesn’t make the damage any less severe or real. But it does build a certain resilience and there’s a lot of positivity in that. Just the way I like it.

february 26, 2018

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“I calculated once how many times I fell during my skating career — 41,600 times.
…But here’s the funny thing: I got up 41,600 times.”
~ Scott Hamilton

 

too soon (snapseed)

 

It’s no longer unusual to see things bloom ahead of schedule, but when I saw these cherry trees in full bloom this morning I nearly fell over. Over the weekend people all over facebook were posting photos of daffodils. It’s at least a week too soon for them, and even that is being generous. When I was a kid daffys didn’t bloom until close to Easter. It’s a crazy weather world we’re living in now, so I reckon we better enjoy these gorgeous blossoms while we can. Boy, they sure are beautiful, too.

february 25, 2018

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“Don’t get so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.” ~ Dolly Parton

 

when it’s pretty

 

The weather in Kentucky this weekend has been dismal, but Friday morning it was beautiful. I got to start my weekend Friday with Charlotte Webb (I needed that haircut in a big way). She had refreshing yellow roses in her lobby. They were beautiful against the rare blue sky, and they set the stage for a wonderful weekend to come, although the rest of the day was spent trying to get poor Leo to eat. Once the cone of shame was removed he perked up and regained his appetite. His healing has gone very well over the weekend. In fact, he met me in the living room bright and early this morning. It warmed my heart to see him. Taxes also got done thanks to Lorri Dillon who, once more, did not fail to entertain with the giant pencil fit for a first grader used to sign my documents. She’s hilarious and always a pleasure to visit with. My fridge has been dying for two years, and last week, when the noises became ominous, I decided the duct tape approach had run its course. The new fridge will be here Wednesday. In between I got lots of cleaning, organizing, groceries, cooking, and kitteh cuddles finished. And I even got to enjoy a wonderful reading at Rabbit House Books & Notions. I’ve long been an advocate of the three-day weekend and this is precisely why: I can get a month’s worth of work done with one extra day. And look at all the wonderful people I saw. I’m now sufficiently ready to welcome a new week. Let’s make it a great one!

february 24, 2018

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“Cultivate Kindness.” ~ Unknown

 

entrepreneur

 

I finally made it to Erin’s new venture in downtown Versailles; Rabbit House Books and Notions. She always wanted to open a bookstore, and by dern she did it. I love that about her so much. It’s an absolutely adorable space with a great selection of new and used books. She’s gearing up for chakra workshops, essential oil workshops, and yoga. She’s already offering acting and writing workshops. It’s all fantastically forward thinking; right up my alley. Plus, she’s perfectly located with easy access and great parking. Tonight was Rabbit House’s first author reading. Erin hosted an open mic prior to inaugural author, Courier Journal columnist and soon-to-be Spalding University grad, Taylor Riley. I adore Erin, and I’m tickled as can be to watch her follow her dreams. She inspires me every day. It was a great way to spend a cold, rainy Saturday evening. 

 

from the street

 

reading

 

sweet space

 

 

february 23, 2018

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“My first blessing today? I woke up.” ~ Unknown 

 

from down here

 

I wanted to be an astronaut. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t. I was sitting in front of the TV when the first man on the moon touched down. I loved everything about Star Trek – a show way ahead of its time. It took me boldly where no one had gone before. These things inspired and propelled my imagination into space. When we moved to Tucson – I was 10 – we had a pool, and in that pool I could pretend to be weightless, spinning, turning, plunging. That’s when I knew I would never be an astronaut. I was not born with the gift of a good vestibular system. Turn me upside down and I don’t know which way is up. When I was 18 I started scuba diving classes. Not only did it take an extra 30 pounds to sink me (insert floater joke here), even with oxygen I couldn’t discern direction once I was down 12 feet or so. Turn me sideways or flip me over? I became completely lost and out of sorts. It’s called spatial disorientation. I knew in my heart I couldn’t pass the flight physicals long before I found out I also couldn’t dive. Regardless, I’ve never lost my awe of space. A few minutes of nighttime solitude under the stars is better for my body and mind than anything. I prefer to fly at night because I can look at the stars and feel my blood pressure drop if I’m feeling tense about the flight. And the moon? How lucky are we to see such celestial beauty? Our world, our universe, is stunning.

 

closer

february 22, 2018

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“What consumes your mind, controls your life.” ~ Unknown

 

sweet boy

 

I hadn’t planned on another pic of Leo, but so many people have been asking about him that I felt compelled. Warning: do not scroll past the text if you’re squeamish. Aunt Millie was just as sweet as she could be, and she confessed that this surgery really bothered her. Weird as it sounds, I felt so relieved by that, though I felt really sorry for her. I’ve been feeling super bothered by this, too. I’m normally level headed about such things. In fact, there’s not much that rattles me when it comes to illness and accidents, but this is different somehow. Even Millie couldn’t quite describe why she was bothered. She said it must be because we humans are so visually oriented that the idea of any being losing an eye is automatically devastating to us. Leo will be fine, logically I know that, but trying to comprehend what it must be like for him right now is tough. I gained a whole new level of appreciation for veterinarians today, that’s for sure.  It takes a special soul to work on these sick animals and come away still smiling. I told Millie there is a special room in heaven for her with that big heart of hers. She’s a great doctor, and I’m extremely grateful to her for the care she gives all animals, mine and everyone else’s (most of UK library take their pets to her, too). Anyway, our boy is home now, donning the cone of shame and feeling none too perky. He’s being sequestered in Wally’s kennel while his wound continues to drain. He’s none too happy about that either. It didn’t help that Lilly hissed at him as soon as we got home. (I’m still laughing about that.) Poor guy, he’s just not had the best of days, but he’s alive and everything else will heal. If he could talk I’m sure he’d say a big kitty thanks for all the good thoughts and prayers. I thank you, too.

 

bless his little heart (snapseed)

february 21, 2018

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“You can’t write a script in your mind and then force yourself to follow it. You have to let yourself be.” ~ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

 

sweet sunshine

 

Sweet Leo was basking in yesterday’s warm, delicious sun. Prepare yourself to be overrun by Leo pictures tonight. I can’t help myself. I feel so, so, so bad for him and how badly he must feel. Yet, his demeanor hasn’t changed at all. He’s still as lovable as he ever was. He still plays and purrs and eats and all the other things a healthy kitteh will do – he does them all. In the photo below you really get a sense for how different his eyes are, while being spared the intense side view (you’re welcome). 

 

here’s looking at you

 

Notice the brown discoloration. That’s the tumor that, from the side, is quite visibly three-dimensional. It looks a bit like a mountain really. The dilated pupil a result of glaucoma brought on by the pressure of the tumor, and the sliver of white shows just how swollen the entire eyeball has become. You can even tell in the photos below that there’s a substantial difference between the eyes. We’re gonna get rid of this trouble for our boy tomorrow, so let’s all have one big group hug now for Leo. He’ll be fine, and (sort of) good as new in no time. I’ll keep an eye on him. Sorry. Too soon?

 

poser

february 20, 2018

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“A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.” ~ Zen Shin

 

no kissing here

 

It was an unseasonably warm day. I came home before the sun was down and spent some time outside with Wally. That’s when I saw it. Do you see it? Mistletoe is a parasite. It can kill its host tree. It usually doesn’t, but it can sure stunt growth. I don’t think I ever noticed mistletoe until Angie pointed it out to me when I was living in Oklahoma many years ago. Naturally, I started seeing it everywhere after that, and I still do. I don’t see it very often in city trees, though, and it doesn’t seem quite as prevalent in Kentucky as it is in Oklahoma (I’m not an arborist and mine is a very unscientific study, not that you thought otherwise). The photo below shows two bunches of it. I like the idea of mistletoe – and who doesn’t love a green sprig of it over the Christmas doorway – but I’m not entirely pleased to find it in an adjoining neighbor’s tree. It’s now close enough to my fruit trees to take up residence. On the other hand, I’d have my own holiday supply. I’ll let you know if I go into the mistletoe business. 

 

two batches

february 19, 2018

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“Every time we listen to another person’s story, we learn something about God.” ~ Roslyn Harrison

 

nope (snapseed)

 

I got a new Mac at work. I personalized it a bit. I often run programs that require my screen saver be off and prevent the display from sleeping. Until I have to run that stuff again, I’ve left the screen saver on. I giggle every time I see it. 

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