Archive for the ‘White’ Category

I put on so many layers of winter clothing this afternoon that I looked like the Michelin Man as I waddled down the road with my camera, bound for the Deserted Farm Around the Corner. I’d intended to get some lovely red barn/white snow shots, but was distracted by the peeling paint just inside one of the barns.






I did NOT see that coming. Generally, I approach December with a clenched jaw and when I can no longer stand it, I crawl under my desk and wait for it all to pass. This year, December was a good one and I truly loved every moment of it. However, I have not posted anything for two weeks nor have I been keeping up with my favorite blogs. (Yours is my favorite. You know that, right? And I am going right from here over to see what you have been doing.)

Happy Holidays to all of you who visit the Wabi Sabi blog and share insightful, witty reflections and comments…or just visit,  shake your head and move on. I do so enjoy your company and am grateful that you choose to spend a few minutes with me each week.

Like Alice,  we were wandering about, all happily fall-ish and then Wham! Down the snowy rabbit hole of winter.

Last year, I found milkweed to be endlessly fascinating and could NOT get enough milkweed shots. This year, apparently the meh cultivar dominated because I was SO over my milkweed phase.

Until this snow. Yup. I’m crushing on milkweed again.






The Aissen Tree Farm in Pilson as seen through the lens of Wednesday’s glorious fog.






Look what was hiding behind the same building that sported all those wonderful white windows!



Sunday morning in downtown Brussels, Wisconsin.





Judging by these pictures, Brussels appears to be closed on Sundays, but that’s not so. The diner downtown that advertises itself as the “Home of the Original Hash Brown Sandwich” was doing a booming after-Mass business. I have seen that dish with my very own eyes and I can tell you that there is much butter and gravy and…I think… cheese involved on a boundless field of potatoes. I do know they also claim their sandwich as “The World’s Largest Hash Brown Sandwich.”

As I typed those words and recalled the sight of that world-famous offering, I felt two minor arteries seize up. Must go mainline some statins now.

Saturday’s visit to the Farmer’s Market in a quasi-panoramic format, because I’m still playing with the odd-sized crops.
Ha! I get it: “crops” like photos and “crops” like produce.
Oh, Wabi Sabi, you need to back away from the middle-schoolers asap.

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Finally, just to show you what a gastronomically-diverse community we are:

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AND…the chef was Hmong.

Yes!  A cultural hat-trick!

“When all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”

What? Another game of Hammerschlagen, you say? Wabi Sabi, if you are looking to get hammered, there are tastier ways to go about itMargaritas leap to mind.

No alcohol. No actual hammers. I hate to drag this fine old aphorism out once a month or so, but it is quite applicable to today’s blog.  Let’s go with “metaphor” as today’s weapon of choice.

A couple of weeks ago, I bought some photo paper in a new size: 8.5″ x 25″.  Suddenly I am looking at all sorts of pictures and cropping them to a long and narrow look with, I must say, some very interesting results.


I did a couple of buildings in that fashion, then two long and skinny doors that are truly arresting printed large. Now when I’m processing my pictures on the computer, I’ve been looking at them with a fresh eye: find the sweetest spot and crop everything else out.  And, instead of limiting myself to more standard photo proportions, give long and skinny a whirl as well.

The two pictures in today’s blog came from barn photos I was going to toss because roof, sky and foreground were thoroughly nondescript. Trimming away all the extraneous material left two shots I was pleased with. 


Softening hard lines and and muting the colors were the finishing touches.

Glad I found that new paper size. It’s nudging me into looking at my work from a different perspective.