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April 2011

 

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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Mittineague Park.

Tuesday, April 26, 2010

Mittineague Park.

Monday, April 25, 2011

100 Things. For my new photography job I was asked to write 100 Favorite Things; highlighting in bold my most favorites:

Friends, Family, Christmas, Cats, Dogs, Thanksgiving, Easter, My children, My fiancé, My fiance’s laugh, Laughter, Babies, Eyes, Music, photography, painting, sculpture,  museums, the morning sky, sunrises, sunsets, the evening sky, clouds, rain, raindrops on roses, roses, zinnias, gardening, tomatoes, basil, snowy fields, snow falling, falling leaves, autumn, spring, Charlie Brown Christmas, Migrating geese, Gift wrapped presents, Christmas trees, Birthdays, Children giggling, New York City, Beaches, Mountains, Hiking, Biking, Walking, Tennis, Golf, Pizza, Meatloaf, Cooking, Pasta, Shrimp, Salmon, wine, Meeting Strangers, conversation, my children’s friends, poetry, reading, sharing recipes, spirituality, backyard birds, Olives, Italian food, Thai food, the internet,  summer nights, barbecuing, visiting new places, thunderstorms, rain on the roof, daisies, the moon, seeing a shooting star, smiles, magazines, art on walls, piles of books, bookstores, paper journals, making new friends, meditation, long car rides in the country, antiquing, movies,  cookbooks, photography books, art books, French fries, ice cream, public speaking, giving gifts, writing, art galleries, supporting young artists, Soap by Susan, keeping a journal, positive people

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Easter.

Mittineague Park

 

No-knead bread

 

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Bunny and The Bouquet.

 

Friday, April 22, 2011

Good Friday.

 

self portrait

 

Thursday, April 21,, 2011

Mittineague Park.

Mittineague Park

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Lunch at The Hofbrau House.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Backyard Birds.

Female Cardinal, Backyard Birds

Monday, April 18, 2011

In The Garden.

Self Portrait

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Palm Sunday.

 

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Danielle's Bridal Shower.

 

Clouds

 

clouds

Friday, April 15, 2011

Clouds.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

~William Wordsworth, I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

Thursday, April 14, 2011

At Mittineague Park.

Mittineague Park

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Thai Turkey Lettuce Wraps.

Thai, Turkey, Lettuce Wraps

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Fried Egg, Salame, Spinach Pizza. I have been wanting to make one of these for quite some time. And since Susan and I are both a bit under the weather, I made one tonight. No egg on her side, though! The tricky part was keeping the egg on the pizza. The first one slid off and into the oven! YUCK!

Pizza, Fried Egg

Monday, April 11, 2011

Walking. Woke up. Got dressed. Went for an early morning walk. Plan to do this every day.

Mittineaque Park

Sunday, April 10, 2011

On A Sunday Afternoon.

Self Portrait, Bruce Barone

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Backbone.

Clouds, Sky

I am letting all thoughts and beliefs that do not contribute
to the well-being of myself and my loved ones drift away.
With a fresh start, I embrace all that enriches me in mind, body and spirit.
  I see myself and all others in the light of divine love.
This love blesses my relationships and activities.
With divine love guiding and inspiring me,
I am on my way to a new life that is waiting for me.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Erica.

Erica, Portrait, Woman

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Signs of Spring.

Nadine, Cat

 

Rhubarb

 

Peony

 

Forsythia

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Meatballs. Recipe from The Classic Italian Cookbook by Marcella Hazan. Find recipe here:

Meatballs, Marcella Hazan

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Your Heart's Desire. Emmet Fox writes:

An old adage says: “God has a plan for every man, and He has one for you,” and this is absolutely correct. Your real problem, therefore, in fact the only problem that you ever have, is to find your true place in life. Find that, and everything else will follow almost automatically. You will be perfectly happy; and upon happiness, health will follow. You will be really prosperous. You will have all the supply that you require to meet your need, and this means that you will have perfect freedom; for poverty and freedom cannot go together. Until you do find your true place in life, however, you never will be really happy, no matter how much money or distinction you may acquire; and until you are happy, you will be neither healthy nor free.

His entire essay can be found here:

Erica, Portrait, Young Woman

Monday, April 4, 2011

April Showers.

Rain, April

Bring May flowers:

Rose, Black & White

"Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you."
~Richard B. Sheridan 1751-1816 

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Self Portrait with Nadine.

Self Portrait, Bruce Barone

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Saturday Sunrise.

Sunrise, Saturday, Living Room

Friday, April 1, 2011

Tradition.

T.S. Eliot (1888–1965).  The Waste Land.  1922

The Waste Land

For Ezra Pound,
il miglior fabbro.

I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD


APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
 
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing  
Memory and desire, stirring  
Dull roots with spring rain.  
Winter kept us warm, covering          5
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding  
A little life with dried tubers.  
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee  
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,  
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,   10
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.  
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.  
And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,  
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,  
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,   15
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.  
In the mountains, there you feel free.  
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

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