Lady Margretha BarkowskiDuchess of Highlands (North)
circa 1960
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Museum excitement
Newly acquired piece from the T. S. Barr private collection.
Lady Margretha Barkowski
Lady Margretha Barkowski
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Moon and pencil art
Thanks to an email from Chris, I made a point of going outside tonight to view the fullest moon seen in a long time. It was quite fantastic. I knew my little amateur Coolpix could not possibly do this justice by way of a decent image but I sure had fun trying.
Standing in the front yard here's the shot just bare bones.
After uploading I played around with a photo editing program. I ran the image through a filter called "colored pencils". Click to enlarge and you'll understand the pencil thing. I like how it turned out even though it's a little weird. So, fun on Friday night....
Standing in the front yard here's the shot just bare bones.
After uploading I played around with a photo editing program. I ran the image through a filter called "colored pencils". Click to enlarge and you'll understand the pencil thing. I like how it turned out even though it's a little weird. So, fun on Friday night.... Thursday, December 11, 2008
MySpace (please let me have it)
I was listening to talk radio yesterday afternoon. The host asked listeners to call in to tell about their pet peeves. I've been dying to vent about one of my pet peeves, and by golly, I'm gonna do it right now.
I'm in the cafeteria line for lunch. As I slowly move along as the line is moving, a man is very close (too close) behind me, breathing down my neck. I inch up a bit - the man inches up - ever so close. Even though my back is to him, I can feel the closeness. And then it happens. I walk one step and stop. He walks two steps and bumps into my back. He says nothing. A simple "oh, 'scuse me" would be nice.
A few weeks ago a lady behind me in the lunch line was so darn close that when she let out a big sigh, her breath blew the back of my hair. Had this been George Clooney it would not have been a problem. But, to her credit, she realized what she had done and did apologize. Apologies really work with me.
Sunday I was in the check out line at A. C. Moore. When I reached the cashier, the lady behind me was so close I could not even swipe my card in the card reader. I wondered if she was trying to read my credit card number. So I gently backed myself up a bit forcing her to do the same. She was still situated nice and close however.
And now today, at lunch, I went shopping and was standing in line for the cashier. The lady behind me had a cart with which she promptly bumped me. I turned around, carefully put my hand on the end of the cart and pushed it gently towards her forcing her to move back. She then moved the cart forward once again almost touching me. I repeated my gesture, moved her cart back and this time made eye contact. She got the idea and stayed put. What's funny about this encounter is neither one of us ever said a word. But this is the picture I had in my mind of how this could have turned out.
I am looking for a t-shirt with wording on the back that goes something like this "IF YOU CAN READ THIS YOU ARE STANDING TOO CLOSE. THANK YOU FOR MOVING BACK"
I'm in the cafeteria line for lunch. As I slowly move along as the line is moving, a man is very close (too close) behind me, breathing down my neck. I inch up a bit - the man inches up - ever so close. Even though my back is to him, I can feel the closeness. And then it happens. I walk one step and stop. He walks two steps and bumps into my back. He says nothing. A simple "oh, 'scuse me" would be nice.
A few weeks ago a lady behind me in the lunch line was so darn close that when she let out a big sigh, her breath blew the back of my hair. Had this been George Clooney it would not have been a problem. But, to her credit, she realized what she had done and did apologize. Apologies really work with me.
Sunday I was in the check out line at A. C. Moore. When I reached the cashier, the lady behind me was so close I could not even swipe my card in the card reader. I wondered if she was trying to read my credit card number. So I gently backed myself up a bit forcing her to do the same. She was still situated nice and close however.
And now today, at lunch, I went shopping and was standing in line for the cashier. The lady behind me had a cart with which she promptly bumped me. I turned around, carefully put my hand on the end of the cart and pushed it gently towards her forcing her to move back. She then moved the cart forward once again almost touching me. I repeated my gesture, moved her cart back and this time made eye contact. She got the idea and stayed put. What's funny about this encounter is neither one of us ever said a word. But this is the picture I had in my mind of how this could have turned out.
I am looking for a t-shirt with wording on the back that goes something like this "IF YOU CAN READ THIS YOU ARE STANDING TOO CLOSE. THANK YOU FOR MOVING BACK"
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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Saturday, December 6, 2008
Top of the Mountain in Ashe County
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Brrrrr ..... 24 degrees. 
Looking over the selection.
Found one. $35.00. Start the chain saw.
Level off the trunk. Trim bottom branches..jpg)
At home and all prettied up..jpg)
A close up.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Pet Delights
This is the view from my kitchen window just above the sink; and it is one of my pet delights!
Pet delights you ask? What is this all about? Well, last week my favorite metro columnist for the Dallas Morning News wrote this article about "pet delights". As you can see from the article, these pet delights are the opposite of pet peeves. (I think Steve must have read one of Peggy's previous posts about stuff she loves and it made him remember his pet delights.) Anyway, it got me to thinking about pet delights in my life and here are just a few.
- Being able to view the colors of fall as I work in the kitchen--this window faces west and I've also experienced beautiful sunsets as I cook supper
- Jacob reading me a story
- Lighting a candle in the early morning and reading the Bible
- Listening to Pavarotti and Eric Clapton sing Holy Mother
- Witnessing my children lead productive Christian lives
These are just a few of the delights in my life. I bet you could name several off the top of your head right now. Let me know a couple of yours.
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Life Is Good
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