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I’ve argued with friends that some people are mountain people, others are water people, and few are in-between; that is, in my observation, people are inexplicably drawn to rugged, majestic mountainous terrain, or to that sloshing, mesmerizing flow of the sea, rivers, lakes or streams. I’ve met exceptions—those who claim to be equally drawn to either landscape—but I’m not sure I believe them. I would guess that they lean one direction or the other.Scott Russell Sanders leans toward the water, as do I. He hankers for it, even, as he writes in Staying Put:
We all ride the river, we are all born from a sack of water, and some of us never quit hankering for that original wetness. From birth onward, we are drawn to the wash of lakes, the heave of oceans, the hustle or streams, the needling drum of rain. I hike miles to see a creek slide over ledges, I gaze like a soothsayer into ponds, I slip into a daze from the sound of drizzle on the roof. When it storms and the street is running like a sluice, I go out barefoot or booted and slosh about while neighbors stare at me from the shelter of porches. (Sanders 59-60)
I thought, as I read that passage, of the Thanksgiving Day a few years ago, when the weather was unseasonably warm and rain came down steadily. The drains were blocked by layers of fall leaves, and so our street was “running like a sluice,” and the kids went out booted and sloshed about, just like Sanders. My mom and I stood in the doorway watching my little children in their bright raincoats and umbrellas jump and splash and laugh for half an hour or more.Also, I enjoyed reading Jennifer Dukes Lee‘s article at The High Calling today about breaking up with a friend.
The High Calling and High Calling Focus are hosting November’s PhotoPlay, “From My Back.”Directions for November’s PhotoPlay:
- Lie down on the ground (not on your couch!)
- Take a few moments to take in the scene around you.
- Snap away!
- Share your favorite images by uploading them to the High Calling Focus Flick Group by Wednesday, November 16th, for a spot in the gallery and a possible feature at The High Calling.
- Tag your images with “Photoplay 20” and “THC.”
Back in October, during the Laity Lodge writers’ retreat, a group of us sat around a table on a porch overlooking the Frio, talking, laughing and snacking for hours. During that time, I observed L.L. Barkat applying a Burt’s Bees lip product. All that grinning, talking and sipping of iced tea was drying out our lips, but she had the presence of mind to reapply and protect hers. I had some basic Burt’s Bees lip balm, but it was sheer. L.L.’s added a shimmery hint of color, and I took mental note to look into it.But I forgot about it.I just don’t think about makeup all that often.Then, this week, I heard someone cite that disgusting statistic that the typical lipstick-wearing woman will ingest six or seven (or four, depending on who is calculating) pounds of lipstick in her lifetime. Snopes.com offered a detailed analysis of why that fact is impossible, easing my mind; but this article from The New York Times in which young girls learn the chemistry behind lip products left me wanting to transition to products made from simple, wholesome ingredients.So I bought a few alternatives from Target:And I love that Burt’s Bees tinted lip balm so much I almost cried the first time I slid it across my lips.It offers the comforting, nourishing feeling of Chapstick (actually, it is far more soothing than Chapstick-brand lip balm) along with a hint of color.The Yes to Carrots product is nice. Given the cap color, though, I thought it would be tinted. It is not. Though I was looking forward to some color variety, the lip butter will serve as a healthy alternative to Chapstick this winter. I can keep an eye open for their lip tint.Finally, the slender lip shimmer product pictured above, also from Burt’s Bees, offers a deeper pigment for times when I want to look more made-up.
Our family room carpet had to be ripped up, so for the past few weeks we’ve been living with the paint-splattered sub-floor, advising everyone to wear shoes at all times, to avoid splinters.In just a matter of days, our first out-of-town guests will arrive for Thanksgiving week. A few days after that, another guest joins us and stays over the long weekend. Thanksgiving Day itself, our house will be filled with nine people in addition to our family of six.We’ve debated for years about what kind of floor we might one day have in our home. Given my daughter’s and my allergy and asthma issues, we’ve been advised to install wood floors. They’re expensive, so we only bought enough for that one room with the bare floor. The materials are sitting in unopened boxes in that room, acclimating to our humidity levels.Will we have a usable floor in time?Thankfully, our guests are relaxed and accept our idiosyncrasies.We don’t even have a television on the main floor, and our friends and family have grown to adjust to that unconventional arrangement (though I suspect that at least one of our friends wouldn’t mind peeking at football games a couple of times in the afternoon). Given their willingness to accept, even embrace, us in our unfinished state, I think that a raw sub-floor would be just one more oddity in the Kroeker household.
I’ve been writing some shopping lists in anticipation of preparing the main elements of the Thanksgiving meal.
Credits:Photos: All images by Ann Kroeker. All rights reserved.Book: Sanders, Scott Russell. Staying Put: Making a Home in a Restless World. Boston: Beacon Press, 1993. Print. (Amazon Associates Link)