weight, Canon Digital Rebel
Photo Friday’s theme this week is “Obsession.”
Weight is something I am actually not obsessed with {I gave that up when I hit 30} but the photo seemed too fit the theme well! I am however, obsessed with some other things.
I am obsessed with serendipity, the color orange and the number 9. I am obsessed with old-fashioned photobooths, stories of childhood and the smell of fabric softener. I am obsessed with mochi & jam, buddhist quotes and toasted green tea. I am obsessed with yoga, Rachel Naomi Remen books and gospel music.
I am sometimes obsessed with checking my email.
I am obsessed with peering into the hearts of flowers, finding notes left in the street, and dreaming about something before it happens. I am obsessed with large bellies, ink-stained fingers and cherry red and apple green. I am obsessed with clouds and the way they puff up like a Maxfield Parrish painting. I am obsessed with my basal body temperature.
I am obsessed with storytelling, finding the right pair of boots and learning to roast a chicken. I am obsessed with birds on a wire, cats in windows and the unabashed enthusiasm of dogs.
I am obsessed with learning how to lighten up.
I am obsessed with pink dahlias, romanesque broccoli and the way downtown buildings look when you look straight up at them. I am obsessed with Amelie and the way her hand dips down into the barrel of beans at the produce stand. I am obsessed with gospel music on sundays, farmer’s market on saturdays and the fortune cookie factory in chinatown.
I am obsessed with finding beauty in tucked away places.
I am obsessed with the way colors juxtapose, the way a discarded orange peel hits the damp grey sidewalk and how the lemon tree is framed by the big blue sky.
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very poetic – thank you for sharing.
Those are good obessions. I may have to try this on my blog, sometime.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
I am obsessed with paper lanterns, sunshine through leaves, single gerber daisies in clear glass bottles, the veins and wrinkles on old people’s hands, making soups without recipies, and wearing sandals with straps that hug my big toes.
Man, I like you a whole lot. 🙂
I like the photo and also your obsessions.
(As I just scrolled down your list of obsessions, “Amelie” is playing on the DVD player in the background.)
FABULOUS list, A! I’m obsessed with the side of my boyfriend’s neck, the color turquoise, my 7-year-old niece’s humorous intellect, hard bop, dirt roads, the Smith River, drive-in theaters, clotheslines, writers who make me laugh hard, transistor radios, desert land, drumbeats, lattes, trains, dark chocolate, flip-flops, the Caribbean Sea…and, yes, gospel music.
Wonderful entry! I, too, am obscessed with Amelie and her whole amazing essence and the world of love and whimsy she stirred up. I’m, if not obscessed, than very, very taken this week with birdhouses, how bowls of peaches look on a bright red round tablecloth on the center of my table, candleabras of past centuries, Anne Lamott’s new book “Plan B”, strawberries marinated in balsemic vinegar and sugar, and making tiny collage refridgerator magnets with little shiny bows. I’m also very taken with the idea of reconnecting with my writing self and getting in touch with how far I have strayed from my ideal work in life. *sigh* Blessings to everyone!
Very cool. 🙂
Such a pleasant list!
Speaking of finding notes left in the street… Have you ever been here: http://www.foundmagazine.com/ ?
Take care,
Bryna
Obsessions~how fun. I’m obsessed with having soft hands. Tazo Green Tips Tea that leave that soft cozy zinging feeling on my brain. Holding my daughters hand as we take walks. Having the perfect pillow fit as I lay in bed. Spooning, me being the spooned one. Blowing bubbles. Dreaming about people that I haven’t thought about in months or years.
Noticing telepathy. Remembering vivid details of my hometown. Doodling. Drinking water out of tall glasses. Seeing paintings that create music or look damn edible. Giving loved ones new nick-names everyday. Obsessed with all levels of communication, especially babbling, pestering, dancing and email. Obsessed with checking out your superhero journal entries for moments like these. Thanks for reminding me of little things that mean so much.
Thank you… So nice.
your obsessions made me smile, especially the Amelie one because i feel the same way. it’s my all-time favorite movie. i think i’m obsessed with the green colors in the film too.
btw, i never went to see the gates, so that’s why i never sent you pix. sorry! (honestly, i just got uninterested in it. let’s just say i’m NOT obsessed with everything that should be photographed. hehe)
jack
I’m obsessed with Blogs! It’s Saturday and I told myself to leave the computer alone but soon I had that first cup of coffee and I was looking at the blank screen and the chime of the Mac went off and I couldn’t help but check in with all my favorite bloggers. You being one of them!
;~) Sharon
I love knowing what other people are obsessed about. It just shows so much about what someone’s really like.
I’m obsessed with fairy tales, Holocaust survivor’s stories, the smell of grapefruits, used books, being perfect, other people’s doodles and lists, faces, the number 88 (it’s two hearts), big-bellied laughing Buddhas, seeing the overlooked, the way elderly people all move their jaws the same way, Reece’s cups, men, hair, big comfortable blankets and sweatshirts, pajama pants, slippers, and childrens’ thoughts.
gosh, i loove that scene in amelie when she dips her hand down into the barrel of beans at the produce stand too. when i first saw it i said, “yesss! i love doing that too!” somehow thinking i was the only one who loved doing that too, hehee. the whole movie, but that part in particular, was such a great slice of everything it means to be human.
Hi Andrea – I haven’t commented in a while, but I’m still here:) I too am obsessed with the smell of fabric softener! I can’t think of a more comforting, calming experience than walking outside, and smelling that warm smell of dryer sheets coming from someone’s dryer vent! So simple, but so powerful for me! Is it the same for you?
I’m obsessed with:
The colour green
The smell of dryer sheets
The Sims
Ewan McGregor’s signing voice
Downtown lights
Meeting people
Toronto
Bug jewlery
Sex advertising
Infomercials
Fashion
Goggles
Vintage accesories
Drawing hearts
Thinking up scenarios
Checking messages and emails
Jumping on random beds
Tearing up paper
Shiny green apples, so gorgeous
Watching movies
Speaking french (not even fluent)
…I like a lot of things….
Your obsessions read like poetry. 🙂
I am obsessed with experiencing “winks” from the universe, waking before my alarm screeches, Thymes Basil Leaf perfume, tempeh soaked in apple cider vinegar and garlic, Harvest Bay Mild Tamari Soy Veggie Chips, clean sheets and sleep warmed skin, my nephew’s laughter, all colors mixed with soft sunlight, the way the desert smells in the spring, flip flops and brightly painted toes, the soft fur that are my dog’s ears, americano’s from the local Ragin Sage, tangerine sugar scrub, napping when it is raining, powerful quotes and laughing!
Wonderful obsessions–I share a few.
im obsessed with
really good almond butter
hugging
the perfect shade of orange
warmth
ruby red grapefruit
making lists (instead of doing whats on the lists)
musical variety
smiles
scarves
people who are open to meeting strangers
compassion
andrea,
amazing list.
i too am completly obsessed with the color orange. i wanted to paint my kitchen orange but my partner would have none of it.
i’m also obsessed with baby blue and baby pink. or actually anything having to do wiht babies for that matter.
i am obsessed with making one of my three dogs forhead wrinkle. his head is so soft and when i make it wrinkle he gets the most hysterical look on his face. i do it to him like 20 times a day.
i am obsessed with music. i have to have it on all time. it drives my partner and my co-workers crazy but i can’t turn it off. it’s bigger than me!
i am obsessed with buying journals. i have several i havn’t even started to write in yet i can’t stop buying new ones i see and love.
i am totally obsessed with my partners skin. i love to touch it, pinch it or just caress it.
i am obsessed wih perfume. i love buying new perfume.
jenn