Day 3.29

Today I gave a donation to the Red Cross Haiti
effort. I've sort of been trying not to think about
Haiti due to my distaste for "popular" causes. I
always prefer underdog, under publicized causes.
But today I heard a recording of some Haitian
women singing . . .

Giving Days 2 and 3

Yesterday, I gave my copy of the book Fairy Houses
to Clara, a very adorable little girl in Omaha NE.

Today I am giving a magazine subscription to one
of my clients on death row.

Day 1 - Helping Marandah

Today is my first day of the 29 day giving challenge. Today
I gave Marandah some assistance with her fund raiser by
sending an email to some of my enlightened friends,
posting a photo on flickr, writing a little about her cause,
Baking for Bali and linking to her blog.

Then I posted the photo (below) to a bunch of different groups.

Further Unravelling Begins

My class starts tomorrow: Unravelling Further.

The last class really upped my creativity level though that ended up
being bad for this blog which has been neglected. My emphasis has
been on learning about photography rather than working on my
writing (my first and true love). But it’s fall and fall has always been
good to me - maybe this fall will get me back to my wordly roots:

First task for UN - FURTHER is Why I like Fall:
Spring and Winter are tied for First Runner Up in the Favorite Season
Pageant for me. (Summer gets the Congeniality Prize). But Fall - Fall
makes me think that God may have experimented with LSD when s/he
was a teenager: magical light, surreal color, temperatures that
encourage mindfulness. During Fall, I am the person I would like to
be all year round: creative and happy.

365 - Moi

I recently joined a group on Flickr that is participating
in a 365 project: 365 portraits - One a day for a year.
And it turns out they are self portraits which muddies
things up a bit. I've finished one week. You can see
my 365s here.

So far I think I like this photo the best:

Ode to Joyce

Dear Mr. Joyce
I'm so dismayed
And so relieved
That you died before
I was born.
I know
you'll understand that
If I had seen your face
but once,
or heard you sing,
I would have sought you out
And charmed you
And made you love me.
Nora?
Nora who?
You would have said
And off we'd go
On the boat
And the train
To Zurich,
While Nora
Emptied bedpans
Changed sheets
And flirted with-
Slept with
Other men.
We,
You and I,
Would have been
Perfect for each other.
I would have
Calmed your fears,
Assuaged your insecurities,
Fulfilled your desires,
So much so
That all your pain
And doubts and torment
And regrets
Would have faded away.
And you would have felt
No need or desire
To write Ulysses
So you can see,
James-
Dear,
Why I am relieved
And sad
We never met.
Love,

Kelly

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Saturday we head to Boise for the summer.
Lots to do to prepare including getting the
house here in some sort of order for when
my son and his sweetheart come here in
July.

Too busy to blog much, but I did get my
assignment done for my unravelling class:
This week we have to photograph our faces.

Here's mine: