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#24: what's in your bag?
The bag, I Take to Work with me daily. Antiperspirant, hand cream, Chapstick, tissues, purse, 2 Sets of Keys, umbrella, Mentos, pen, Sudoku, Cat Style Brass knuckles (Just in Case), USB-Stick, small bag with some medicine - Spreaded on the Car seat
Except... the clutter is not entirely random. Some of it is practical, some of it is sentimental, and some of it is just kinda cool.
I'll see if I can add "notes" for some of the items. Mouse over the pic for details.
19 July 2025
Our Ikea bookcase in the living room with a high gravitational field that collects 'stuff' no matter what we try to do...
Seen in a parking lot nearly two months ago. The box of good quality printer paper suggests a student and what might be a tie makes me think of frat boys. Or maybe just some hoarder juggling a minimum wage job while in his or her free time writing. Possibly even a very talented writer; remember, Auden was a total mess. Okay, probably not another Auden. iPhone 6+ photos.
This collapsed cottonwood looks like the sleeping or hollow man. It almost looks like he was running when slain and brings to mind the burning man. I should have brought an orange wig to top it off. It was probably knocked over while laughing uncontrollably when the Orangeman told it too many lies. He and Moore are groper birds of a feather.
I grabbed a stroll from the McIntosh/Lohr Agricultural Heritage Center down to the Lake circle trail and was caught by the detritus on the ground. This is a third in a Prairie Art (as good as it gets) series. This is a bigly tribute series to the prairie state landscapes. Other than that, I got in a great walk, if spoiled by dead stuff. I filled in the park attendant about the Dickens barn history and headed down the path to Mac Lake. They chopped down all those pesky sunflowers and the trail is now dead in December. Not so with the prairie dogs at the raptor feeding center by the lake. I watched some crows that didn't seem to be able to work together on the prairie dogs on an ambush.
This is a fairly usual prairie scene of cottonwoods collapsing and leaving their scraps without so much as a bit of heating value and only a modicum of compost value. I made the mistake of wearing my jacket and suffered later but didn't want to carry that and my camera. I left the jacket behind today and was glad for it. I think that we can safely call it "Orangeman" global warming by now. We are Colorado and want to ski, Boy Donnie! noun: trumpery; plural noun: trumperies -- attractive (orange) articles of little value or use. I hope he values the Russian Mafia over the Sicilian crowd when they come to collect.
Well, I headed toward the Loop Trail around McIntosh Lake. This was a dandy day with only a bank of clouds over the mountains. I originally thought that I better get some exercise but here I am at a standstill. There is always something at McIntosh. I am fighting time poorly spent behind this keyboard and monitor. Amazon and Echo don't want you to get up and move but scientists say that after all their studies on longevity, exercise is the most reliable way to extend life is to exercise.
Meu primeiro desenho para o Illustration Friday.
Não gostei muito mas resolvi postar mesmo assim, porque faz tempo que eu queria começar, então, pronto!
Lápis de cor sobre papel kraft (amo!)
Clutter clearing in process. Two boxes of stuff have just been cleared from this area - and a horrifying amount of dust.
for Our Daily Challenge topic ' Resolution.' Mine is to remove as much stuff as possible from my little cottage so I will feel more peaceful at home. It becomes sort of a philosophical issue - how to define necessary? I'm doing it area by area. It's drugery but the results are wonderful. Again, what to do with the old National Geographic magazines? Also Harpers and Atlantic ?? I missed them intensely while abroad for all those years and now I have all of them from the last 2 years.... Makes me remember a cartoon in an old New Yorker magazine - a couple are in bed looking startled while the ceiling above them is falling in. She says to he, "You and your old National Geographics!"
I'm not quite sure how my table got this way. It's a cheerful clutter, but ... I think I'll tidy up before my next project. Let's see: magazines and catalogs, a partially edited manuscript, pens, coffee mug, water glass, jar of dog treats, box, roll of speaker wire, plastic tub containing cleaning supplies, pad of sticky notes, book, recipe torn out of a magazine, and a canvas bag of office supplies. Yep: officially clutter.
Taken for Flickr's Our Daily Challenge: CLUTTER
No, seriously. If i know there will be crowds somewhere I get all sick to my stomach and warm and anxious even just thinking about going to the place. I haven't always been like this, it's really weird. I've decided I have ochlophobia (it was the word of the day a few months ago on the work word-a-day calendar).
I have a more difficult time handling crowds when I'm by myself. I even think if I have the girls with me I do better, maybe because I have something to focus on. That is, as long as they are contained with one child on my body (the ergo) and the other in the card, or both in the cart. Yes, I'm crazy, I hope not to spread my crazy to my girls.
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Partial shot of our bookshelf. It's a bombsite, but kind of cosy and comforting too.
There's another third of it in terms of shelves, and more surfaces with the other speaker, CDs, and god knows what else. And I know where EVERYTHING is.