I've decided that Photography is my all-time favorite art medium. I love the contrast of light & dark. I love the realistic subjects. Mostly I enjoy photos of buildings and nature (especially clouds).
I use Google Reader to send me links of photographs from a variety of sites. Every now and again, I come across one that I really enjoy. I've decided that maybe I would share these with everyone who reads my blog, so that they can enjoy them, too. I'll include a link to the original post as well.
Enjoy!
11.27.2007
Baby, it's COLD outside!
When I was getting ready for work this morning, the radio kept saying it was 5-degrees outside. Brrrrrr...
So I got all bundled up--winter coat, hat, gloves, scarf, warm clothes underneath--for my 1 block walk to the train. 
5-degrees is cold, any way you look at it. My cheeks tingled, and my eyes burned. I don't think it was that windy, just cold, bitter, bitter cold. It's gonna be a fun winter.
5-degrees is cold, any way you look at it. My cheeks tingled, and my eyes burned. I don't think it was that windy, just cold, bitter, bitter cold. It's gonna be a fun winter.Of course, the best part is when I get downtown. I'm all bundled up, remember? Well, I have a 5+ block walk to work. Minneapolis has this incredible skyway system,
so I have the option of walking that 5+ blocks inside. Yeah!
so I have the option of walking that 5+ blocks inside. Yeah!Except....I'm all bundled up for the walk to the train. By the time I get to work, I've generally worked up a pretty good sweat. Today was no exception!
Here's to winter!
11.12.2007
My Sister's Keeper
Well, I finally got around to reading the book my friend recommended to me.
My Sister's Keeper is a very touching story that really makes you think about how you would handle having your child diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia and how your actions would affect the entire family.
The way that Picoult writes this story is very intriguing. Each section is written in the 1st person of one of the characters. This can be a little confusing at times, but mostly it allows the reader to really get into the thoughts of each of the characters.
I enjoyed reading this book; although the language in it was, at times, not stellar. I understand that the situations this family had to faced would probably elicit such language, but in a fictional book, why can't we just pretend that those words wouldn't fall so easily off our tongues?
All in all, though, I would definitely recommend this book. It is heartfelt and inspiring. It will definitely make you think; it will definitely make you cry.
11.06.2007
Freedom Writers
Jeff and I just watched one of the most powerful movies I've seen in a long time. If you haven't seen Freedom Writers, I highly recommend it.
This movie explores racism in today's society and how everyone has their own battles to fight. It shows the power and influence a good teacher can have in the lives of teenagers.
This movie made me cry, but mostly it made me think. It spurred discussion about public schools and the holocaust and parenthood.
Seriously this movie is a definite must-see!
This movie explores racism in today's society and how everyone has their own battles to fight. It shows the power and influence a good teacher can have in the lives of teenagers.
This movie made me cry, but mostly it made me think. It spurred discussion about public schools and the holocaust and parenthood.
Seriously this movie is a definite must-see!
11.03.2007
Fall Leaves at Minnehaha Falls
Living so close to Minnehaha Park, I couldn't resist going on a little photo shoot one Saturday evening.
Here are my 5 favorites:
If you'd like to see more, you can visit my entire album on Picasa: Minnehaha Falls
Here are my 5 favorites:
If you'd like to see more, you can visit my entire album on Picasa: Minnehaha Falls
10.23.2007
Where I've Been
A friend of mine put up a map of all the places she'd visited. I thought I'd do the same. Mine isn't nearly as impressive as hers, but here it is...
I only included states that I have actually done something in (not just driven through).
create your own visited states map
Outside of the U.S., I've only been to Canada and the Bahamas, so my world map is even less impressive. I'm not even going to bother posting something like that.
I only included states that I have actually done something in (not just driven through).
create your own visited states map
Outside of the U.S., I've only been to Canada and the Bahamas, so my world map is even less impressive. I'm not even going to bother posting something like that.
10.20.2007
Reading & Crying
Recently, my old friend, Jill, recommended a book for me to read. She said it would make me “think, laugh, and cry.” I have not had a chance to read that book yet, but her recommendation made me think about another book and a funny story about reading & crying in public.
Some background…
When I was a teenager, there was one book, Charly by Jack Weyland, which I read over and over again. It was a very quick read. I loved this book and would read it whenever I felt a little down and needed a good cry. It has a very sad ending.
Fast forward to 2006…
When I was living in New York, I was working closely with one of the senior missionaries, Sister Scott. She told me that Jack Weyland and his wife were coming to NYC to serve a mission. I was SO excited!! I bought a new copy of Charly—hoping that I would have the opportunity to meet him and get a signed copy of this cherished book.
Jeff and I were taking a trip somewhere. I can’t remember where, but I know we were flying out of JFK. We were getting comfortable in our seats, and I pulled out this book to read during our flight. I had forgotten how funny the bulk of the book was; I had only remembered the sad ending. I was really getting into it when we were de-boarded because of a mechanical (I think) problem with the plane.
We were told to wait in the gate area. So, I continued reading my book—laughing quietly to myself.
Like I said, it was a quick read. Before I knew it, I was at the last chapter. This is where it gets really sad. Even though, I’d read the book many, many times before, and I totally knew what was coming, the tears still began to fall as soon as I turned the page to that final chapter.
It’s a lot more difficult for me to cry quietly to myself, because my eyes get all red and puffy, and my face gets a little blotchy. It’s pretty obvious to onlookers that I’m crying—even if I’m not making a lot of noise.
As I’m reading, Jeff leaned over to me and asked me if I was almost finished.
When I asked him why, he told me that there was a little girl that was just staring at us. Maybe she had never been as engaged in a book as I currently was, but the situation as she saw it was:
Here is a woman who is very clearly in tears because our flight was delayed and maybe there was something going on between her and her husband because she is trying to hide her tears behind that book.
Of course, I don’t know exactly what this girl was thinking, but I do know that she kept staring. She also whispered something to her mother and pointed in our direction.
Maybe next time I ought to read Charly in the comfort of my own home.
I never did end up meeting Jack Weyland, but I did get my copy of Charly signed. Now the book has become even more special to me.
Some background…
When I was a teenager, there was one book, Charly by Jack Weyland, which I read over and over again. It was a very quick read. I loved this book and would read it whenever I felt a little down and needed a good cry. It has a very sad ending.
Fast forward to 2006…
When I was living in New York, I was working closely with one of the senior missionaries, Sister Scott. She told me that Jack Weyland and his wife were coming to NYC to serve a mission. I was SO excited!! I bought a new copy of Charly—hoping that I would have the opportunity to meet him and get a signed copy of this cherished book.
Jeff and I were taking a trip somewhere. I can’t remember where, but I know we were flying out of JFK. We were getting comfortable in our seats, and I pulled out this book to read during our flight. I had forgotten how funny the bulk of the book was; I had only remembered the sad ending. I was really getting into it when we were de-boarded because of a mechanical (I think) problem with the plane.
We were told to wait in the gate area. So, I continued reading my book—laughing quietly to myself.
Like I said, it was a quick read. Before I knew it, I was at the last chapter. This is where it gets really sad. Even though, I’d read the book many, many times before, and I totally knew what was coming, the tears still began to fall as soon as I turned the page to that final chapter.
It’s a lot more difficult for me to cry quietly to myself, because my eyes get all red and puffy, and my face gets a little blotchy. It’s pretty obvious to onlookers that I’m crying—even if I’m not making a lot of noise.
As I’m reading, Jeff leaned over to me and asked me if I was almost finished.
When I asked him why, he told me that there was a little girl that was just staring at us. Maybe she had never been as engaged in a book as I currently was, but the situation as she saw it was:
Here is a woman who is very clearly in tears because our flight was delayed and maybe there was something going on between her and her husband because she is trying to hide her tears behind that book.
Of course, I don’t know exactly what this girl was thinking, but I do know that she kept staring. She also whispered something to her mother and pointed in our direction.
Maybe next time I ought to read Charly in the comfort of my own home.
I never did end up meeting Jack Weyland, but I did get my copy of Charly signed. Now the book has become even more special to me.
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