Friday, September 11, 2009

Flora and Fauna

A few of us at Ragdale have been meeting at 6:30 am every weekday morning for RunSwimRun club. I'm not usually a morning person, but it's so inspiringly beautiful here, I can't help myself. We run 2 miles through a quiet residential neighborhood to Lake Michigan, swim for a bit (it was too cold in August, but September brought warmer temperatures, go figure), and then run back. And there have been a few surprises along the way:

RUN: While stretching on the front porch before our run yesterday, we spotted this young deer eating apples from one of the trees in the front orchard.

SWIM: And then, less than half an hour later, while swimming in the lake, we saw a small furry beast paddling by. My first reaction was Otter! and R's was Aquatic Squirrel!, but we eventually (and more reasonably) ID-ed it as a muskrat.

RUN: Running back, I noticed what looked like a huge styrofoam ball sitting in one of the flowerbeds across the street from Ragdale. Ghostly white, with a smooth, pristine surface, it looked man-made. It struck me as a little strange, just sitting there like that in the dirt, but I didn't think anything more of it until I saw similar ones in the woods near the Meadow Studio. Coyote repellant? Giant mothball? I had to know. I asked around at dinner time, and was amazed to learn from one of the other residents that it was in fact a Puffball fungus. (Tasty when fried in butter, I'm told.) I went back and took a few pictures of the critter this morning:


Now that I know what it is, it doesn't look like styrofoam at all, but more like a giant white button mushroom.


Here it is with my hand so you can get a sense of scale!


And here's a beauty shot of the garden where it lives.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Puppet Love

"Oh my God, Puppet Bike is stalking Nora!" That's what my friend Amy said when I met up with her at the Chicago Cultural Center last Saturday.

I'd first encountered Puppet Bike the previous weekend during a quick trip into Chicago and had posted about it on facebook. M. Cyberkrunk and I had been strolling along Michigan Ave. and stumbled across the team in action. I was totally smitten. And now, here it was again, right outside the Cultural Center on Randolph. Parked and shuttered, but still most definitely Puppet Bike. Wait, I should probably tell you what Puppet Bike is...

Here they are, captured mid-performance on YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf55ji3oHTk

And here are a couple of pics I took outside the Cultural Center:


Puppet Bike is the ultimate traveling show: The theatre sits on the back of a 3-wheeler bike, and the sound system, I hear, is solar-powered.


And here they are, dancing to Buddy Holly that first time I saw them, captured a little blurrily with my RAZR cellphone camera. The bunny spotted me snapping his pic and pulled out an iPhone of his own and started to take pictures of me. I couldn't stop laughing.

Check out their site. Bios of all the puppets and much, much more....

Monday, September 07, 2009

Moon Walk

It was a full moon on Friday and the prairie was hung with mist. It all took on a deliciously eerie glow. A group of us went on a walk at around 9pm. I took a few pictures, but they look nothing like what I saw. My kingdom for a tripod!


A spaceship has landed. Or is that Melissa's Meadow Studio?

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Visuals

I'm back for a residency at Ragdale, in a big push to finish the novel. I've decided to document my stay through photos and limit my online words to a just a few captions:

Notes from the field. The "sleeping porch" off my room, with the prairie visible behind. One of many magical spots here.


Man vs. Wasp. There's a yellow jacket nest in the wall of the house just outside my window, and the place is literally a hive of activity. Cold temperatures have slowed things down a bit, but I can still sometimes hear some buzzing as I write. The other day, an exterminator showed up with a big metal stinger of his own. I'm trying to keep a neutral stance in this battle, but I do admit I have a soft spot for the black and yellow team.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Shaking Winter at the Millay Colony

Last month I returned to the Millay Colony for the Arts for a week as part of the organization's "Winter Shaker" program for alums. While I was there, I put together a photo-tour of Edna St. Vincent Millay's farmhouse kitchen, which had been drastically made-over and written up in Ladies' Home Journal in 1949. You can read the piece here at Apartment Therapy Media's The Kitchn. Right now I'm working on an article for the colony's newsletter about how I spent the rest of my week. Stay tuned...

Update: My Millay newsletter essay can be found on the cover of the Spring 2009 edition here.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008


Happy New Year!

This is a card that was just re-sent to me by my cousin Caitlin in honor of the occasion. It's a replay of the image sent out by our great-grandparents nearly 100 years ago in Trinidad.

Thanks Cait!

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

I Happen to Like New York

I've always found New York to be at its most beautiful this time of year. The sticky haze of the summer has finally lifted, the leaves are turning, and there's a crisp kind of energy in the air.

But wow, this year, it's electric.

First there was the NYC Marathon on Sunday with crowds in the tens of thousands turning out to watch, cheer--and run. And today, just two days later, the crowds are returning for another, much bigger event: Yes, the presidential election.

I've been in the midst of strangers--lots of them--for both events this week, and it's been a great feeling. I ran the race, made calls for Obama, and voted alongside some big-hearted strangers. Yep, I happen to like this town.