Alaskan humour, Spring of 2015.

Despite that the photo displays an icy winter scene, it was actually taken in the early spring. However, it shows how I feel currently at the end of our summer. I don’t know what our winter will be like this year, but I welcome it. Someone the other day called me “winter girl.”

The photo is of a sewage pipe with a poorly rendered penis spray painted on the side, and I hope I don’t have to explain what the melting ice represents. Tsk tsk you naughty Alaskans.

It’s weird, now looking at this old photo I see the image of a person in the shrubbery just to the right. No one was actually there. Perhaps, it’s a ghost or just photographic trickery.

Yesterday, death was on my mind a lot. Two people I interacted with on a near daily basis (through work) died in July. And death hit close to home too. It was all so sudden, unexpected and incredibly tragic. Death changed everything in so many nameless ways.

Summer has been too hot, and has left me feeling burnt once again. I’m ready for the cold. I am ready for the dark. I want to wear a coat and see my breath in the air. It’s time to turn inward, to stay in doors and perhaps hibernate a little.


Livin’ the Life!

my big boy kitty

Porky, living the life so many of us dream of. March, of 2015.

“Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many ailments,
but I never heard of one who suffered from insomnia.” ~Joseph Wood Krutch

The View


The first day of March, 2015. Potters Marsh Boardwalk.

“The most beautiful view is the one I share with you.” ~Author Unknown

Remember my cellphone/camera issues from previous days? Yeah, we are back there again. Cleaning out the gallery of a zillion photos from my old Samsung G2 some how broke the camera. I tried using a micro-sd card to save photos to but none the less, I was only left with a broken picture icon.

We just replaced my sweets Moto X that I got him for Christmas, with an Iphone 4s because the screen shattered at work. Sometimes working heavy machinery can cause that to happen. My needs for a new cellphone are on the back burner, so recycled photos for posts again. It doesn’t help that I really am holding out for some great deal like on a Samsung Note 3 or 4…..

Not Forgotten


Sunset, looking down our street. I believe I took this in March, of 2015. I did use a filter on this photo to help disguise some of the vehicle plates etc. It was fairly dark naturally, however.

“A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age;
he dies of being a man.”
~Percival Arland Ussher

To Be Free

young canary

March 28, 2015. A young yellow canary at a local pet store. The top of his head has brown feathering that looked like a toupee to me. I remarked, he’s the Donald Trump of birds, but I suppose that would be if he weren’t rich.

“God loved the birds and invented trees.
Man loved the birds and invented cages.”
~Jacques Deval, Afin de vivre bel et bien

Invisible Veins


End of March, Alaska 2015

Beyond my body my veins are invisible.

~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943,

translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin

Breath of Madness


Point Woronzof, 03-24-15

Today I felt pass over me
A breath of wind from the wings of madness.
~Charles Baudelaire