Sixteen photos inspired by Philly Photo Day. Biker along Kelly Drive East Coast Boxer Midvale Avenue Vain Futility Baby Girl the Boxer A woman searching for In Riva Restaurant. (I know this because shortly after I snapped this photo, she turned around and asked me if I knew where it was located.) John, the landscaper at St. Bridget’s Catholic Church Doorway to a mausoleum at Laurel Hill Cemetery Autumn afternoon on Allegheny Avenue. (Has a nice ring to it, no?) […]
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“Thin are the night-skirts left behind By daybreak hours that onward creep, And thin, alas! the shred of sleep that wavers with the spirit’s wind: But in half-dreams that shift and roll And still, remember and forget, My soul this hour has drawn your soul A little nearer yet.” -Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), from “Insomnia” Bedtime for Baby Girl, © 2013 by Gina Marie Lazar Lovrencevic. All rights reserved.
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The most beautiful moments in life are like falling leaves: that is, graceful as they flutter to the ground. And — like falling leaves — they remind us of the ephemeral nature of life. Rarely do we have the opportunity to pick those leaves up, press them between two sheets of wax paper, and save them for posterity’s sake. Recently, I was curled up in bed when one of those “beautiful moments” caught my eye. I tried to enjoy it […]
Near our home in Philadelphia, there is a fenced-in area where some tennis courts once stood. Now, the area serves as a favorite frolicking-place of a certain Boxer princess I know. “Ein Leben ohne Boxer ist möglich, aber sinnlos.” Translation: “A life without Boxer is possible, but senseless.”
I can tell by the amount of cellulite that has accumulated on my tuchus that we are in the depths of winter. (“Winter,” haha, right . . . Philadelphian winters are for pansies, compared to what I endured six months of the year in my native MinneSNOWta.) Newly-acquired cellulite aside, I would like to take this opportunity to share the following recent works, plus two squabbling parakeets. This little beauty is a tree outside of our building, as it appeared […]
Although I’ve often thought of myself more as a cat person, the truth is that I’ve rarely met a pooch I didn’t like. Here are a few of the dogs I’ve had the pleasure of meeting in recent years. Mia the Pomeranian, with her winning smile. A Labradoodle named Cody frolicking in early spring. A Teacup Yorkie named Molly soaking up some late autumn sunshine. A Spaniel named Macy lounging in the sunshine. A wistful Weimaraner named Dash showcasing his […]
Can you find the hidden heart in this pic? A garden statue with remarkable character. Bike on! A little patriotism goes a long way. This kitty damn well sleeps where she pleases. An autumn’s day in Carpenter’s Woods. Victorian Tulpehocken. Victorian Tulpehocken (detail). How many faces of Jesus can you spot in this pic? Baby Girl blends in so well with the fallen leaves. Super puggle! Food art. Mural art. More mural art. Even more mural art.