another green world . . .

the ikea kitchen build (part one)

we're building an ikea kitchen . . . . it is so much fun! seriously it really is!


first. wendy hauls a box off of the big piles of boxes and opens it up.

then she grabs the bag o' bits and sorts them all out.

then she figures out what each panel is, where it goes and how it should go together.

then she screws some of the bits into the panels.

then she hammers some of the bits into the panels.

then she pulls the whole thing together!

checks the diagram to fiind out where there are bits left over annnnnnd to reassure herself that the product of her awesome building skills resembles that suggested in the lovely pics inside the handy dandy ikea guide.

and then she hoists the finished product up onto her shoulder and chucks it onto the great big pile of finished cupboards . . .

under a soft august moon . . .

late afternoon . . .

looking downriver from a bend in the road . . .

miro railing . . .

soft decay

one moment in the soft decay of a metal post . . .

moving . . . on . . .

i placed the beautiful old (red-brick, two story, front-and-back porch) house i have lived in for the last three years on the "market" yesterday. 

it has been (and is) a strangely baring experience to let what has been my home transform into something i must say goodbye to.

but i need you to know that i am also deeply excited to feel the strong fingers of the current that is pulling wendy and i along as we will finally get to share a home in east city for a while, and then . . . well, we don't know of course . . . but we know what we hope, and, what we're working towards . . .

the day i bought this house 

yesterday, arriving here with wendy after a day getting the necessary stuff to rebuild the kitchen in our shared home in east city . . .

 i love her. it's as simple as can be!

this is wendy in front of our shared home in east city . . . .

work in progress

"enneagram study 1" . . . i bet i will get to share thirty or forty more hours of my life with this painting before it is finished . . .

early practice run . . .

miracles of light and dark

"every moment of light and dark is a miracle." walt whitman

time for reflection . . .

i biked up north of peterborough for some some quiet time at lock 23 on the trent canal . . .

just passing through . . .

the marks of time

i've seen these steps many many times. they are the entrance to an old stone cottage that once housed lawyer's offices but which appear to have been left to decay now . . .

quiet times

watching the ducks and the reflections in the water . . . .

racing through the deluge

racing across the southern ontario landscape under torrential rain . . .

rock studies

waveworn and frost shattered . . .

sunset at monk's cove . . . .

cobourg peace park

a morning walk through cobourg's peace park . . . .