Let’s pretend we’re back in school and our teacher said, “Write a story about what you did today.”
This blog is the story of my day. (Yes, yes, many blogs are stories about my day. But this one has photographs to accompany many pauses along the way. Patience, patience. We shall get to the Bubble Story eventually.)
First, I woke up at 6:10. No alarm clock. Barry was putzing in the kitchen after he woke up sometime around 4:30 a.m. The woodstove was already going. Hallelujah! That is usually my job. The coffee was already brewed.
Because of the Bubble Story, I switched around my hours at work at the school today. Drove in on dark and slippery roads–very early. Before the teachers arrived I was budgeting numbers. Very exciting. Truly. I always feel like budgeting is the equivalent of putting together a jigsaw puzzle. You get to make all the pieces fit!
You have to say hello to the fish in the aquarium as you go inside. Do not feed them. The kids feed them on the days when they are in school. You feed them in the summertime and during vacations–but not today. Today you just snap a picture as you go by. You look at the bubbles in the aquarium. You never imagine you will be writing a blog about bubbles before you return to the school at 6:30 p.m. for a board meeting in which you patiently explain how the jigsaw puzzle of budgeting fits together.
After work, I drove to town. Slippery roads. Don’t go faster than 45 mph. Last week there were several accidents on local roads. A woman just my age, from Ontonagon, died five miles south of L’Anse. One must navigate these roads carefully at this time of year.
I stopped by the “Head of the Bay” between L’Anse and Baraga to take a photo of Lake Superior for you.
Look closer through the camera’s lens. You will see where the ice ends and the open water starts. Last year I called this no-man’s-land: The Edge of the Known World.
Then I had lunch with faithful blog reader and friend, Susan D. Unfortunately, I don’t have any photos to show you of our lunch date. We ate at the Lakeside Restaurant in Baraga. We caught up on the last few weeks. We re-connected.
Then I convinced her to please–pretty please!–come to the art gallery. I had three photos to deliver to Gallery 325 for Friday night’s show. The theme is Earth Air Fire Water.
You are invited. Friday night. 7- 9 p.m. 315 McGillan Street in Baraga.
I gave Karen at the gallery my three photos.
“No frames this time,” I said.
I have decided that I am a frame-less person and that my photos simply should not be framed. They must be free! Free photos with no harsh barriers, edges or limits. Yep, that’s the thought this month, anyway.
Karen barely raised her eyebrow. She showed me how they would have to hang my photos. A little clip, an almost invisible heavy thread.
“Yep, perfect!” I agreed.
“What do you want to name your photos?” she asked.
Oh no! One must name their photos? No names came to mind. I peered at the Bubble photo, which Karen liked.
“How about Bubble?” I asked.
“You can’t call that just a Bubble!” Karen insisted. “How about Spirit Bubble? How about…?” (and then she suggested about three or four different alternatives.)
But, for some reason, Bubble stuck. It had to be called Bubble. Just like it didn’t want a frame.
Susan agreed. “It has to be Bubble,” she said.
Karen just shook her head at us.
Bubble it was.
I will show you the three photos that will be in the show. Click here (the last photo), here (the last photo–you can see what it looks like without the glare from my flash) and here (the underwater rock photo–second to the last)! They are on metallic paper and really look cool. I love mpix.com! They do wonderful work in a very timely manner. Do try them, if you want to have some of your photographs entered in your local art show.
Now I shall leave you with some Words of Wisdom, from the Bumper Sticker on Karen’s car: