Archive for September, 2008

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

Robert Frost made it seem as if we get to pick which roads we travel in life, and while there are times that the choice is ours often times we end up standing at the beginning of a road to who knows where with no way to turn around back to where we were. Our options are wandering off somewhere, sitting down and crying (not an entirely bad option, but unfortunately when you are done you are in the same place you were before) or going forward over the rocks, through the sand, and straddling the washed out ruts in the middle.


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Skyfest was this weekend and we ended up coming home early because The Scientist decided it was a good idea to jump on The Investigator’s foot. You know, the one she broke on Monday. I did manage to get a few shots before we left though.

Since this blog was far from 365 in the standard manner of counting I renamed it, but the link stays the same. Just ignore the 365 in the link or make up some alternative use for it. It’s also been falling away from just being a photoblog, which is fine I like what it is, but I still want a photoblog (that I am NOT going to claim is 365) so I started a new blog titled Through My Lens I’m working on a more appropriate title but for now it is what it is.

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Please be patient

I lost my sidebar information, and decided to play around with the layout in the meantime so please hold tight, things should be looking all nice and spiffy soon.

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I’ve been a bit self focused lately and somewhat unintentionally avoiding most news sources. It’s today, listening to the country radio station playing all of the memorial songs for Sept 11 that I realize why I’ve been avoiding the news.

I remember waking up to a phone call to turn on the news and sitting in my front room just staring at the TV. I turned the TV on inbetween the towers being hit and watched them tumble. That day what bothered me the most was when rescue teams were recovering nothing. I kept thinking of how over crowded the hospitals were going to be and kept thinking of the staff members being torn between helping those injured and wanting to be home safe with their family and then nothing. Everything that had been set up to take care of the injured masses sat empty. I wanted to see ambulance running to ER doors hot, I wanted to see crowds lining hospital hallways and I couldn’t comprehend that I wasn’t.

The next day The Scientist had feeding therapy at Orem Community Hospital’s pediatric rehab (translation is 3-4 hour drive each way depending on traffic, with us leaving a few hours before the butt crack of dawn) He was the best traveler when he was little (what on earth happened to that?) and would sleep most of the way up, I’d show up with him in jammies and change him there so my rides there were nice, quiet, peaceful and just me. I love to drive and found a lot of peace in watching the jet streams in the sky as the sun started to peek over the mountains.

That day there was none. No clouds, no wind, the sun came up largely void of any color changes. I wasn’t into traffic yet, I was alone on the road–more alone than usual. It felt like the silence in a scary movie when you scoot to the edge of your seat and put down the popcorn so you don’t throw it all over when the boogie man jumps out.

What were you doing September 11th, 2001?

I’m sharing another photographer’s work today, this image by Absolutwade spoke to me more than any of the others I sifted through on Flickr. There are other pictures of the memorial lights by the same artist but this is my favorite for no other reason than it speaks to me.

manhattan memorial lights
Originally uploaded by absolutwade

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The results are in

Let me rewind to yesterday.

I had The Informer at the Doc’s office because her throat hurt and she was running a low grade fever and has been exposed a couple of different times to strep. It was a work you in appointment which translates to “be prepared to wait for a long time” So, I’m sitting in the waiting room filling out my menu for the next bit and I get a text. The school called, The Scientist is sick and needs to be picked up.


He’s got all the strep symptoms going on too; sore throat, headache, fever, lethargy (which is a big thing for him).

An hour later we get called back to the exam room and I get another text. The Investigator fell and hurt her ankle and needs to be picked up.

Great. Again.

When I get home, I look at it and it looks fine no swelling, no bruising, but she’s just sitting on the couch not doing anything and refuses to put any kind of weight on it for any reason (including hot chocolate!) I call and see how busy they are tomorrow, wanting to wait it out over night because I’m thinking it isn’t quite as bad as it seems. She woke up in pain last night so I decided I would likely take her in, but expected to see some swelling and/or bruising this morning. No swelling, no bruising, good range of motion etc.

We go to the Doc’s again (did I mention I have all 3 kids because they haven’t had Abx in their system long enough that they aren’t contagious) and he thinks it’s most likely not broken but does an x-ray just to make sure.

Guess what.

Yep, it’s broken.

5th metatarsal chip fracture on her left foot.


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Now that school is over I’m turning all homemaker-ish again. Not sure what’s up with that, but hey as long as I get fresh homemade jelly out of it I’m game.

I turned these

Ahh, the fruit

Into this (I’m hoping to retake a picture with a light box once they set enough)

Out of the water -- 8 oz jars w/ splenda

They really aren’t that dark, that’s just what happens when you use the camera as a P&S. I made these with splenda, and they turned out great. I think it is funny that prickly pears are known for their use in stabilizing blood glucose levels and reducing insulin resistance but what do we do? Juice them and pour a crapload of sugar in them and eat them on white bread. Mmmm, yummy.

The most fun out of this project was burning off the spines off.

The flaming

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