Monthly Archive for September, 2007

Project 22 – 30 September 2007

Published on 30 September 2007 in Journal and Project 22. 0 Comments Tags: , , , , .

Ithaca Apple Harvest Festival

Although this isn’t my favorite Apple Harvest Festival photo of this year (more on that later), I do believe it’s my favorite of today’s shots. Somehow there’s something amusing in the juxtaposition of a very carnival-like vending booth and the stately trimmings of the Ithaca Commons. I also love the brightness of the colors here; it was a gorgeous day for a festival today.

Project 22 – 29 September 2007

Published on 29 September 2007 in Journal and Project 22. 0 Comments Tags: , , .

Multiple Reflections

I felt it appropriate to kick off Project 22 with a photo of myself and my camera, but the motivation for this particular shot is one rooted in nostalgia. When I was a kid, my father built a medicine cabinet above the sink for the bathroom that my sister and I shared. It had three separate, evenly-sized mirror sections that opened to reveal shelves where things like our thermometer were kept. I used to love to crawl up on the sink counter, open two of the sections and bend them inward, leaving only a little gap to press my face into. This revealed a world of infinite (or so it seemed) mes, and the numerous reflections fascinated me. My current apartment is the first time since I was thirteen where I’ve had a similar medicine cabinet, and, well, I had to try.

A List For 37 Hours

Published on 27 September 2007 in Journal. 1 Comment Tags: , , , .

Otherwise known as: What Nicole Will Find Time For During Her 37 Hours In NW Arkansas If Her Advisor Gives Her Permission To Show Up To The APS/DFD Conference A Day Late In Order To Go To Her Cousin’s Wedding.

  • Catfish. Possibly obtained here. (Do they still make those amazing turtle sundaes?)
  • Imposing on at least one cousin for shelter/food/etc.
  • Spending 4+ hours driving across country I used to know but now will be lost in.
  • Stopping along the way. Ordering a strawberry limeade. Duh.
  • Seeing the cousin closest in age to me get married. (Oh dear. Does that mean I’m next?)
  • Wishing I had more time/the chance to see some old friends.
  • Getting glared at for showing up to a wedding in a pant suit and dress shirt. (Limited carry-on + going-to-a-conference.)
  • Witnessing what extraordinary pranks my cousins can come up with for the newly-weds.