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Snow and hives

After three days of itching, I bagged up what I thought was the offending allergen and trotted over to urgent care. Yes, it’s hives. Yes, it could’ve been because of a newly purchased cocoa butter body gel.

After getting my scripts and instructions, the nurse picked up the ziplock bag with the gel in it.

“You can throw that fucking shit out,” I told her.

I may itch and look a pretty sight, but at least I made the doc and nurse laugh!

Snow spiraling down

 It’s been a while since I photographed my plaster figures. They seem to be miffed at each other. Snow traces delicate spirals through my fields of vision. It doesn’t seem noncommittal so much as full of import – as if there is something in their downward spiral to be decoded if only I knew how.

Finn and I had a long walk before it started. Now he has his bone and I have my laptop and we both have the fire.

A very nice first Monday.

boston winter pictorial recap (with captions)

icicles-deemallonI like blogging to be like food — seasonal. Current. But, something about the extremity of this past winter demands a little documentation. Here are a few windows into the winter of 2015 from this quarter acre suburban lot.

I was feted for my birthday all the way to the 28th!

because of weather cancellations, my birthday lasted til the 28th!

snowbank grew another foot after this pic

snowbank grew another foot after this pic; lattice guy wires broke

sewing? not so much. but collage and photo apps - yes!

sewing? not so much. but collage and photo apps – yes!

pet ER -- there were two brownie incidents

We waited for Finn to vomit at pet ER — after the FIRST brownie incident

I thought about my father's trip to the South Pole (I wonder why)

I thought about my father’s trip to the South Pole (I wonder why) (far RT)

I thought about selling some of our stuff online

I thought about selling some of our stuff online

I thought about how stories choose us and vice versa

I thought about how stories choose us and vice versa

Redoing 'Artist's Way' - shot this pic on an 'artist's date'

Redoing ‘Artist’s Way’ – shot this pic on an ‘artist’s date’

got busy on instagram - started hashtag fabricinfusedlandscapes

got busy on instagram – started #fabricinfusedlandscapes — still loving dianaphotoapp

finished SSDI five year review and resubmitted housing apps for my sister

finished SSDI five year review and resubmitted housing apps for my sister

thought more about story - specifically a white woman with black characters

thought more about story – specifically a white woman with black characters

I worried about power and the house

I worried about power and the house and filed first ever insurance claim for damage

I wondered where we would put the snow

I wondered where we would put the snow

I worried about K's back and my elbow

I worried about K’s back and my elbow

I really worried about Finn leaping (he did once)

I really worried about Finn leaping (he did once)

I learned sitting in that chair that I could clamp my legs around Finn's neck while playing tug-of-war

I learned that I could clamp my legs around Finn’s neck while playing tug-of-war (seated)

I worked on quilting these houses, but it was the photoapp grabbing me - not thread

I worked on quilting these houses, but it was the photoapp grabbing me – not thread

worried about far-off boys

worried about far-off boys

worried about Finn getting to the pin cushion (again!)

worried about Finn getting to the pin cushion (again!)

reveled in winter salads

reveled in winter salads

reveled in light - esp early, early

reveled in light – esp early, early

but also, late, late

but also, late, late

reveled in light passing through cloth

reveled in light passing through cloth

felt joy in unexpected places (Costco parking lot)

felt joy in unexpected places (Costco parking lot)

fell in love

fell in love

More recent event: I found a dead eagle yesterday. The wings are in my freezer. I know! I know! —  I have a call in to the authorities.
wings

 

 

 

 

returning to some routines

snow-roof-deemallonWhat a time has just passed — intense, unbelievable, white, white, white!  The colliding conditions of a record-setting winter and adopting a puppy ‘with issues’ made for a time that was both debilitating and exhilarating. In some ways, the conditions forced simplicity. Can’t go visit friends. Boom. Can’t run errands. Boom. And, the positives were heart-melting and pure — joyful play in the snow with an exuberant creature… warm, snuggles on the couch with a super affectionate dog. Those liquid brown eyes. That wagging tail.  A winter wonderland.

In other ways, the collision forced complicated, constant accommodations that were exhausting. Fence maintenance. In and out multiple times a day in the WORST weather. Scrambling to sign up for canine training classes and finding none for weeks on end because they, like so much else, were cancelled. And then there was the snow removal. And more snow removal. And snow removal yet again.* (*repeat three times).

I felt like I’d been dropped into an alternate universe — one I wasn’t sure I wanted to inhabit.  The loss of the empty-nest compensations (neat house, control of my time) slapped me in the face, every day. Every hour of every day?IMG_8221Inside, a puppy-proofed living space with its bareness and intermittent piles of chewed destruction seemed unreal. A crate where there was once a dining room table. All sewing supplies stashed four-to-five feet up. Outside, the vast banks of snow made us “strangers in a strange land”.*  What happened to the road?  The sidewalk?  Our fence?!!  Could the sky really be delivering yet another foot of snow?!

Writing classes were cancelled because of narrowed streets. K worked from home OFTEN because the T kept shutting down. Social engagements were declined with embarrassed apologies about the slow pace of crate training or road closures. I took to ordering myself groceries online right after I ordered for my sister, whom I did not see for a record three (or was it FOUR?) weeks running. Nothing was business as usual.

I didn’t recognize myself either. I became a person who talks about the weather. . . someone who watches the news and then plans accordingly. To go outside (which was OFTEN, with the dog), I wore two layers of down, leggings under my pants, and kept four pairs of gloves and two pairs of boots at the ready, in various stages of drying. I wore a ‘boarding style’ hat because it hugged the crown and could be pulled low over my forehead.

And… I realized I wasn’t yet a ‘dog person’. Turns out, caring for Jack had been a lot like having a cat. He came to us a sedate two year old, just wanting food and love. So easy!

Finn is a whole other story:  1) he’s a puppy;  2) he’s a working breed; 3) he exhibits leash aggression to other dogs (not people, thank goodness!). In other words, he needs honest-to-goodness training. Can’t really do that WITHOUT becoming a ‘dog person’.

All of this became part of a response to a prompt in last week’s writing class. Maybe I’ll post some of it tomorrow? It’s a full-fledged rant, so we’ll see.  They tend to be revealing.

Anyway, rant or no rant, I’m back. Thanks for returning faithful readers! I can’t wait to catch up on your blogs.


window-snow-shadows-deemallonsnowbanks-deemallonpuppy-snow-deemallon*  (I didn’t know that phrase came out of the lips of the prophet Moses until yesterday, reading W.E.B. Du Bois).