Sunday, March 16, 2008
old chair
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
dinner for Mrs. Duffy on River Road
The road flooded on both ends--Olivia and I took the long way around and drove past the 'road closed' barracades.
The house high and dry, her picture-window view of the fast moving top-of-the-banks river was spectacular. The pumpkin pie her favorite of the three meals.
18 different casseroles, 2 days
Sunday, March 09, 2008
teenage boys
Saturday, March 08, 2008
delaware river, awaiting flood
Friday, March 07, 2008
blue house, red door
I'm in between camera contraptions and building a new one, parts and pieces, nuts and bolts everywhere. So I found a photo taken in January--to use for the daily blog.
At the time it apparently wasn't good enough to warrant a crop or second look. Now it'll do just fine!
Thursday, March 06, 2008
grandma's favorite chair
This weekend, I saw a familiar knick-knack among grandma's books. A wooden cat, and from his mouth, a wooden mouse suspended by a leather tail. I picked it up for the first time in over 40 years, the memories rushing back. I asked if anyone else wanted it instead. No, they all insisted that it should be mine.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
homeward bound, salt lake to philadlephia
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
grandma young
93 years, yet we used to tease her that she would outlive us all. A good life, a happy life, lived well.
Kids, grandkids, great-grandkids scurrying cross-country to meet on short notice. She would have loved that we are all getting together in Utah. It's a shame she'll missed it--and by only a few days.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
caged flowers, bird
Fred brought this brass bird cage home years ago. I have no idea why, we don't have a bird.
Just in case he got an idea that we might need one, I placed a stuffed bird on the swing, added some flowers below and found a place for it all on top of the basement freezer. The first thing you see coming down the stairs.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
wilted fruit
Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
onions on blue and green
"But what do you pack when you have an hour? What about a day?"
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
bowl of fruit, morning light
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
night stand
My regular coconut drink was not available, so they brought the substitute, a jumbo coconut on a platter of orchids, with a pink umbrella hanging over the side. While shows of big plated, oversized, on-fire food or drink usually embarrasses me enough to send it away, this time I took it in both hands, despite the stares from the neighboring tables, I smiled at Fred and thanked the waiter.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
dresser in the window
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Friday, February 08, 2008
bowl
Each time I do the family grocery shopping I look for something special for myself. Visions of lovely still lives, I take 10 minutes in the produce department choosing just the right specimen, shape, color. It's all very fun until I get to the checkout.
That's when I learn no checker remembers the code because no one in this large market has ever come across the items I select. Then they ask me what they are. I don't want to admit that I bought them for the texture. 'Tamillo?' There are many ways to pronouce this when you live in Pennsylvania. I try several pronounciations myself and get blank stares.
The implied value goes up, but I'm not leaving without them. I offer to check the price, no they don't want me to leave the line. I'll pay anything, so I make up a number. 'I think they are $2.99 a lb'. Good enough.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
new boy scout
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
trees
Today my married name became official. Yes, we were married in the 1990's, I just never bothered to register my name with social security. I took Fred along just in case, along with my passport, all the forms, and the original marriage license I stumbled upon last week--the missing puzzle piece that kept me from remembering to do this small (yet important) task.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Monday, February 04, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
flameworking
Saturday, February 02, 2008
one bad apple
My thumbmark makes me laugh--yes, I'd say this one is past it's prime.