The Postmodernist Bathroom

Ann Arbor 3

Coffee shop, vegetarian restaurant, nap and trivia night

Ann Arbor Day 2

Ann Arbor Day 1 (Fly and Spades)

Valentine's Day

Sleeping in, fake tattoo application (see photo), Konza hike, coffee, card production, Snyder of Hanover Honey Mustard and Onion Pieces, movie, an espionage activity...

The Sartorialist

I read a fashion blog (the Sartorialist) that featured this photo. I think this man is ridiculously attractive.
I hope that I age this gracefully.

Wine Tasting Party

Dreams are funny.

Last night in my dream, somebody asked me, "What is the greatest household invention?"

I responded, "Hands down, it's the loofah."

Story Pieces

While shapeless, unflattering, no longer my style and too small...
I can't seem to part with these items.

beginnings

Homemade, present to Kate

dogs and cats

Forced into action

Pie (Wamego Date Part II)

Wamego Date

An excellent corner

Cookie Party

Rediscovered, my first publicized artwork (age 10)

http://www.cyberkids.com/cw/sto/fo/rexroat/rexroat1.html

Soak it in

Look Alive.

Calling all thoughtful, passionate and connected individuals to apply as leaders in the L.I.F.E program.

This position requires tremendous tolerance for hardened cynics, unflinching determination in the face of aloof adversity, unending patience with the intellectual "superior" and enthusiasm to enliven the safe and dutiful.

The indifferent, blase and lackadaisical need not apply. Tender hearts and knowledge of Microsoft Word, Excel and Powerpoint is a plus.

Lazy Heart D Ranch

(Ed Dillenger, our excellent guide)

Fall Tree Biking Tour (and leaf samples)

Weston, Part II

*Beer at an Irish pub 30 feet below ground

*Old restaurant and ambient oil lamp lighting

*Perusing downtown, perfect weather

*Apple orchard and goofy photo shoot
*Fabulous friends and a darling baby

= an excellent day trip

Run Fat Boy Run

An unexpected little gem. Surprisingly tender (i.e. balcony scene). I'm a sucker for redemptive coming of age movies.

Weston. Part I

Francis, an adolescent

Camping

The difference between camping when you're twelve versus camping when you're twenty-three is vast. Yes, camping is still boatloads of fun but as my achy body reminded me, I romanticized the whole sleeping-on-the-ground part.

From Bed

Once Upon a Tart...

Pumpkin Tart Fiasco.

My seat mate, an addition

That little lady was a complete stranger. A sampling of our conversation:

Me: What grade are you in?
Girl: First.
*pause*
Girl: I'm seven.
Me: Do you want to guess how old I am?
*pause*
Girl: Umm....84?

My seat mate, Konza Prairie Visitor Day

Carnahan, an outing

Day 7, Haiku week complete

i'm a haiku dream
reeling in discovery
bursting at my seams

-KD

Day 6, Still

driving in the rain
a fleeting bit of silence
found under a bridge

-KD

Day 5

too gray for my state
i long for abundant sun
to lift my spirit

-KD

Day 4, Hannah + The Olive Garden

throwing dinner mints
only keeps us here longer
to see what comes next

-KD

Day 3, 6th grade memory

this will have to do
"the land of far and away"
scrawled out in marker

-KD

Day 2

for my sake, please stop
stop or you will suffocate
being so contained


-KD

5-7-5 Haiku

filling all the space
unbiased in its holding
water comforts us

-KD