bayside bowling fun &

as a last thing to do with my friends before i left, we went bowling. bayside bowling is definitely a cool (kinda pricey) place.

little zoe scored!

awesome bowling style.

i'm going traveling with this person tomorrow!

oliver left me this "snow heart" on the front porch when we parted for this upcoming trip last night. i will miss oliver, my parents, mabel and the (affectionate) cat, and all my friends! i had an awesome 5 weeks. now it is time to go on the road again, and maybe even have the chance of seeing a familiar face along the way. i am also looking forward to making new friends.

winter kite flying

zoe and i flew a kite i got for christmas. i think it could use some maine air before its blowing in the indian wind. as much as i like this kite i would like to pass it on, along with other things i am bringing, to the indian children.

it was chilly, the wind would gust inconsistently, the sun was so bright, it was ideal maine kite flying conditions.

i like that a small, fragile, simple piece of fabric that lifts from the earth so easily, with only the assistance of the wind. we walk upon the earth, heavy, often stressed, and complex, we leave our mark.

and back to the earth everything goes.

the snow-thing

my friend doug and i went snowboarding on mt. abram, we have been going for years now. mt. abram is a small mountain but has a large variety of terrain. there was not quite enough snow yet, so our boards would clunk on a stump or rock every now and then. normally without clouds you can see mt. washington from this spot on the mountain.

dad, oliver, and i decided to make a snowman. our first efforts were towards creating a snow buddha, which then turn into jabba the hut, and finally turned into the "snow-thing".

and last here is another snow-thing from picnic.

hostage update + christmas

"april"also known as detainee number 001 (i only have one prisoner), is isaac's hamster thing, who is doing alright by the way. she might even be recovering, she's doing art again.

prisoner rations.

guard duty. mabel is really fascinated by april, she did this whining the entire time we opened presents.

"why won't you let me play with april?!"

christmas was really nice this year. it actually began last night at dad's place where we exchanged gifts and had a great time listening to cee lo green. then we watched Winnebago Man, which was a great film that i highly advise to anyone who can stand vulgarity. in my stocking i got electrolytes for my almost guaranteed "deli-belly".... yay!

in the morning we went over to mums. santa brought me a new laptop battery to replace my exploded old one, and an ultraviolet-pen (i don't want to need those electrolytes!). I am enjoying many new books, prayer beads from zoe, and simply enjoying the company of my family.

oh yeah, i got a brand-spanking-new pair of skates. i went to a friends pond with my dad, we made the mistake of being too close in a thin area, the ice shuddered as we heard a crack suddenly break and we quickly headed for a safer area laughing. i have fallen through ice before!

my very first hostage

dad and i went to Scarborough Maine to check out the greenhouses at the Morrison Center. the Morrison Center is a development center which uses the greenhouses as therapy. horticulture was first used as therapy when hospitals began to have their poor patients do gardening to help pay off their bills. 

after a while it became obvious that the patients outside in the gardens were healing much faster than the ones cooped up inside. the greenhouses at the Morrison Center specialize in orchids, native plants, and just for fun stuff -like a banana tree.

i might be crazy, but i think this is a pitcher plant, which is a carnivorous plant native to Maine!

apparently this plant is worth $300, but not for sale. it would be nice to have $300 to blow on one plant.

later i hung out with my friends. we hungout at hannafords and did some shopping. we got bread in a can. a loaf of bread is cheaper, but maybe the charge a little extra for the round shape. i was granted mainership now that i have had B&M brown bread (from a can). dad said it was a great excuse for butter, which it definitely was. it's bread in a freakin' can, we're in the future.

sooo busted.

and last, my very first hostage....

christmas break

Dad, Oliver, and I went to Bayside Bowling. I think my first score was 27, but my next score was well into the forties. I love these old ornaments that Oliver and I made when we were of the size in the picture. Below is Oliver's four pointed star, and below that is my star (I think I may have had help).

Someone got a bath. I don't think they like baths.

 

The snow thing happened! Please stay....

the lost chapter of Spannocchia: the pigs

I finally figured out how to get the photos and videos off my camera. Well, I still don't know how, but I managed to do it anyways. 

First I looked for my friends.

And then I found them.

That.... is a pile of pigs.

They really are pigs! This farm raises the pigs to be eaten. They are rarely grown now because they are not efficient. They take 2 years instead of 1 to get to slaughter weight, they are uncomfortable (like any pig really) indoors. Spannocchia saved this breed of pig with the Noah's Ark program.