somewhere...

In loving memory of my mother.

She is greatly missed.
Her spirit could never fade.

they teach us this poem early in canada...

Robert Frost:

The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.

"Crown Jewels" at SALON 94

doors

“There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.”

Jim Morrison

TED

http://www.ted.com
TED talks are now online...an amazing free resource.
My students were pretty excited about these ones:

William McDonough: The wisdom of designing Cradle to Cradle
William Kamkwamba: How I built my family a windmill

breakfast birding

Now that the trees are nearly bare I have an almost clear view of my neighbour's lovely white house with cupola. My neighbour is a very nice woman who also happens to be the mother/in law of a famous artist/pop star couple. I just hope she does not get the wrong idea when she sees me regularly in the window with my binoculars. Today at breakfast, I could have sworn I saw the Ivory- billed Woodpecker. After being talked down by my birding contractor, he assured me it was actually the Pileated version. The bird is somewhere in the background of this photo and although it is impossible to tell, he is large and loud. Thrilling actually.