march 31, 2018

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“Without rain nothing grows, learn to embrace the storms of your life.” ~ Unknown


Wallace J. (snapseed)


The last day of March has been wonderful. Catherine Brereton and I had a little business proposal that went swimmingly (stay tuned for that news). Me and the boy above got some overdue yard work out of the way. I played a little music. And then Stacy and I tried a great new Mediterranean restaurant. What a great day. Also, you might recall I mentioned Debra Faulk a few weeks back. She did her Tedx Talk rehearsal that we were all so excited about. I promised I’d let you know when it was available to see, and et voila, here it is. The talk is good, she’s still funny, and the message is always important. So, friends, enjoy the talk, enjoy this last day of March, and may it have been as awesome for you as it was for me and Wally.

march 30, 2018

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“Look up, laugh loud, talk big, keep the color in your cheek and the fire in your eye, adorn your person, maintain your health, your beauty and your animal spirits.” ~ William Hazlitt


good friday (Hipstamatic)


We came back to the library after lunch to find a small congregation just outside the doors. One parishioner steadied the cross while another quietly recited some verse. They began to sing a familiar hymn then turned somberly away from the library and walked in silence. I’m sure it was the Catholic Newman Center, Holy Parish of the University of Kentucky congregation. Every year on Good Friday they do the Stations of the Cross around campus. For you non-Catholic readers, Catholic Online describes the stations best: “The Stations of the Cross are a 14-step Catholic devotion that commemorates Jesus Christ’s last day on Earth as a man. The 14 devotions, or stations, focus on specific events of His last day, beginning with His condemnation. The stations are commonly used as a mini pilgrimage as the individual moves from station to station. At each station, the individual recalls and meditates on a specific event from Christ’s last day. Specific prayers are recited, then the individual moves to the next station until all 14 are complete.” Some non-Catholic denominations also observe the Stations of the Cross, such as my Episcopalian friends. The Stations aren’t necessarily only observed on Good Friday but other times throughout the year as well. It’s a very interesting ritual and I can understand its importance in helping bring greater clarity to worship. I was pleased to see the congregation outside the library and I was quite pleased to know there are folks who can take time out of their busy work day to practice their faith. 

march 29, 2018

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“You can’t control everything. Sometimes you just need to relax and have faith that things will work out. Let go a little and just let life happen.” ~ Kody Keplinger


lookin’ at you


This is Thursday looking at Friday. It’s been a good week. It’s gonna be a good weekend. Let’s make it so!

march 28, 2018

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Twelve Steps to Self Care:
1. If it feels wrong, don’t do it
2. Say exactly what you mean
3. Don’t be a people pleaser
4. Trust your instincts
5. Never speak bad about yourself
6. Never give up on your dreams
7. Don’t be afraid to say “No”
8. Don’t be afraid to say “Yes”
9. Be kind to yourself
10. Let go of what you can’t control
11. Stay away from drama and negativity
12. Love”
~ Unknown




Deb Chenault is always going on about how I post the worst pictures of her. What she doesn’t understand is this; where she sees fault, I see beauty. Does anyone ever see themselves the way others see them? I seriously doubt it (though there are narcissists among us). What makes a person beautiful isn’t just their looks. In fact, that has very little to do with it as far as I’m concerned. It’s their personality. The way they treat others. Deb brought our little Happiness group of women together at a time when we needed to be together, and these many years later we continue to see one another whenever we can, and we always support each other no matter what. I depend on them. Deb did that. Someone once said that people won’t remember what you said, but they’ll always remember the way you made them feel. That’s what makes Deb beautiful. And for the record, she photographs great despite her protestations, doncha think?

march 27, 2018

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“Each day I am thankful for nights that turned into mornings, friends that turned into family,
dreams that turned into reality, and likes that turned into love.” ~ TinyBuddha


birthday girl (snapseed)


We tried to have a surprise birthday party for Charlene this evening. I say tried because she was seated at a table for ten…before anyone else arrived. So much for the surprise in “surprise party.” Nevertheless, she was happy to see us all, and we enjoyed good fellowship with one another. I hadn’t seen the family since my birthday dinner back in January, but it felt much, much longer, I suppose because I’d spent so much time with them in the fall. I’ve missed them, so I was very happy to be in their company for a couple of hours. Tony’s daughter, Anastasia, joined us, too. You’ve met her son, JC, many time before. He’s dad’s buddy. Yes, I’d say, all in all, a good time was had by all, and we had birthday cake.


the unsurprise party (snapseed)

March 26, 2018

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“In every day there is 1440 minutes. That means we have 1440 opportunities to make a positive impact everyday.” ~ Les Brown


Broke in (Hipstamatic)


Fred Sexton has the coolest truck on the road. It’s a ’71 Ford with the engine block sitting on the chassis with wood blocks. It’s a man of great confidence that drives such a bad boy… and he plays killer guitar. So many reasons to love Fred, not the least of which is his truck. I feel a country song coming on.

march 25, 2018

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“Just because you can’t see the seeds that lie deep in the ground, it doesn’t mean they aren’t growing.
Everything blooms in its own time.” ~ Unknown


palm cross (snapseed)


I went with Stacy to Palm Sunday services at St. Raphael Episcopal Church. I’d been to St. Raphael only once before, just last year, and not for service, but to attend an artist reception for Lori-Lyn Hurley. I’d met interim priest at the time, Rev. Karen Booth, and she was wonderful. I never made it back to her her speak, but we thought she was still there for today’s services. She wasn’t. Instead, as it happened, this was the first service for St. Raphael’s new rector, Rev. Canon Dr. Helen Van Koevering, or Rev. Van Helen as Stacy later coined her. I nearly spit out my tea when she did. Now, Rev. Van Koevering will forever be known to me as Rev. Van Helen no matter what. Jokes aside, this really was her first Sunday at the church. You can read more about her here. I felt bad that she was sort of thrown in the deep end, but honestly, she did a fantastic job. Her sense of humor was apparent from the start, and that, of course, won me over right away. Her message was a good one. Stacy talked to her for a very long time afterward, and I was impressed with how deeply she listened and how warmly she welcomed Stacy to drop by anytime throughout the week. I don’t believe I’ve ever heard a priest or preacher throw their doors so wide open. That is Christlike and a breath of fresh air. I’m not Episcopalian, but I’ll go back, and I’ll be welcomed. 

march 24, 2018

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“Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I’d like to see you in better living conditions.” ~ Hafiz


gigi safety


This might be my favorite image from the wedding shower. Kelly’s granddaughter, Lucy, followed her every move. I stalked her most of the day with not much success. On the other hand, I got this. I think I won the day.

march 23, 2018

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“When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing – just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park?” ~ Ralph Marston


great grandfather


The photo doesn’t remotely convey the size of this bur oak (although that’s a three-story house so, that might help for scale). Last week’s rehearsal took place during daylight hours and I was able to get a good look at it. Arborists have estimated the tree to be between 150-300 years old. That’s not unusual for a bur oak as they can live to be hundreds of years old, and grow up to 100 feet tall. This tree’s limbs are trimmed often to prevent them from falling into the house. It’s also been struck by lightning and still bears the scar. It’s amazing that it survived, really. It even had a groundhog living in it’s base for some time. Stacy and I were talking about bur oaks at dinner. She reckons Kentucky should make the bur oak our state tree. I can’t disagree. The old ones are especially impressive to say the least. According to UK’s Ag site, bur oaks grow well here in the Bluegrass. In fact, the “champion” bur oak is in neighboring Bourbon County. The site doesn’t say exactly what qualifies it as a champion, unfortunately. Champion or not, I love a bur oak. I guess that makes me a bonafide tree hugger. I’m good with that.



march 22, 2018

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“It’s not your job to be anything to anyone.” ~ Unknown




Last week I was headed outside to photograph the beautiful snow when I was stopped by a co-worker in need. I delayed my outdoor stroll to heed the call, in the Special Collections Reading Room no less. The sky was so beautiful through the windows that I didn’t let the indoors stop me from snapping away. We actually have a chance for more snow this weekend. I’m charging the camera batteries just in case the weather(wo)men are right. 


from outside
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