December 28, 2011
December 27, 2011
The Bliss of Nothing
The brilliance of three days off post-Christmas. Day two finds me reading, scribbling, playing with new Christmas toys, cozy in my ridiculously cozy slippers and yoga pants and flannel as it drizzles in the gray outdoors, drinking dark magic coffee with a scoop of vanilla ice cream instead of milk...if I could I would purr.
December 24, 2011
Not a creature was stirring...except...
Tucker who was mighty sick of posing in his Santa costume. Merry Christmas to one and all!
December 20, 2011
The dog is afraid...
walking at night, some of these festive decorations seem a tad sinister, hmmmm....
December 19, 2011
Don't want this light bill
Every year we enjoy swinging by this house a half mile or so from ours and taking a gander at their ever-growing display (much more than I have portrayed here, half my photos came out blurry). The youngest, now 12, is so over the whole thing, so the 25 year old and I enjoyed it (she's getting old enough to get nostalgic!). Usually the joint is jumping but we went late on a Monday night and had it pretty much to ourselves.
December 18, 2011
Sunday Quote
Breath of Heaven Lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Breath of Heaven.
-Chris Eaton
December 16, 2011
O Christmas Tree
The more the years gather, the more bittersweet Christmas becomes...here's
a wee song that feels about right.
December 13, 2011
Lunch Story
Could have had lunch at my desk
but decided to go to Starlite and grab a special - half a turkey on rye sandwich with a cup of soup, tea, and the good company of the Beatles.
Took a stroll afterwards - nothing much to see in a winter gray small city. Just an angel,
soem beautiful decorative ledges (had to look up, always a good thing to do),
amazing the little details of even the most pedestrian things...
A lonely mannequin would agree perhaps...especially if he knew that
a friendly Western family was just a block away in another store front.
maybe I just needed a sign
to tell me to look around for inspiration - like roses blooming in December.
December 11, 2011
December 10, 2011
Some good reds in the city and bad blogger
Some street shots from our small city, I like the pops of red - my favorite is the rusted red side of a large dumpster. Beauty everywhere.
And blogger is messing with the design sites so now the header photo will not adjust to the size of the header. All of this happened already when I tried to change up some stuff at my infrequently posted upon other blog, Library Mermaid, and really ruined the look of it. Growl. Blogger, why "fix" it if it ain't broke? Truly dislike their new template set-up. Anyone else using blogger having issues?
Well, I will grumble myself off to bed and try not to dream of technology run amok.
December 9, 2011
Back when - and blogger mystery
I must be the last person in the USA to not know that Ceelo's song "Forget You" is not really that F word. So much for that music in my car this morning on route to work. I only knew the Glee version which is not what comes out from my interlibrary-loaned Ceelo Green, The Lady Killer, cd I played (briefly) this morning. I ended up singing along to this song to recover.
Then onto here where my header photo is not the photo I thought was up, a cropped version of a mug on a quilt photo - at home on my computer, it is a closeup of the mug and a bit of the quilt and I think it is quite appealing. At work where I nearly never do a thing to my blog - it is the whole quilted mat in the slightly grimy storefront window, a quick snapshot in Edinburgh last summer. So - any blogger friends reading this - which picture do y'all see - the close-up one or the whole storefront one? And what weirds me out is how did blogger get the whole storefront one when the one I uploaded to blogger was my cropped and saved version? Can blogger go into your Kodak account and pull out random photos? Weird.
Oh, nostalgia, when you just played your radio and it was whatever came up - the best when a favorite song came up, when it was so rare to hear anyone swear on the street everybody would turn and look if somebody did, when stuff on tv before ten pm didn't make you have to tell the kids to leave the room, oh, yes, nostalgia Friday, my Dad should have lived long enough to see his youngest daughter going on like this, how he'd be laughing.
Then onto here where my header photo is not the photo I thought was up, a cropped version of a mug on a quilt photo - at home on my computer, it is a closeup of the mug and a bit of the quilt and I think it is quite appealing. At work where I nearly never do a thing to my blog - it is the whole quilted mat in the slightly grimy storefront window, a quick snapshot in Edinburgh last summer. So - any blogger friends reading this - which picture do y'all see - the close-up one or the whole storefront one? And what weirds me out is how did blogger get the whole storefront one when the one I uploaded to blogger was my cropped and saved version? Can blogger go into your Kodak account and pull out random photos? Weird.
Oh, nostalgia, when you just played your radio and it was whatever came up - the best when a favorite song came up, when it was so rare to hear anyone swear on the street everybody would turn and look if somebody did, when stuff on tv before ten pm didn't make you have to tell the kids to leave the room, oh, yes, nostalgia Friday, my Dad should have lived long enough to see his youngest daughter going on like this, how he'd be laughing.
December 7, 2011
Paper Scotland
Here is the completed and wonderful story of intrigue and whimsy in Edinburgh, Scotland - was glad to see it updated by a FB friend. It's a rainy, wind-whipped night here (would be so much more romantic if same weather found me in Edinburgh but oh well, we bloom where we are planted).
December 5, 2011
December 4, 2011
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