Thursday, September 4, 2014

Fallow Ground...


Oh, Lord Jesus, please break up the fallow ground within my hardened heart and plant Your seeds of love therein...




-illustration from: "Francisci Ponae Cardiomorphoseos, siue, Ex corde desumpta emblemata sacra" (1645)  

A Sound of Lapping...


When it is evening, when it is dark outside and my windows and front door are open, I hear the squeaking of bitty bats.

Hearing a sound the other night unfamiliar to my ears, I switched on the porch light and my eyes were met by the startled gaze of a striped cat who'd been partaking of the bird-flavored water in my little terracotta birdbath.  



-illustration:  Kittens and Cats; a Book of Tales (1911), Eulalie Osgood Grover

Sunday, August 31, 2014

I am a pluviophile...


pluviophile (n) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days




photo:  "Tompkins Sq. Park" (1967), James Jowers (American b. 1938)  

Friday, August 29, 2014

Decanter...


This afternoon my good friend Megan and I made a trip to our local junk store. Spotting a collection of newly-arrived perfume bottles, she informed me of their presence.  After making my way towards them, I found they were a group of old Avon cologne decanters.  Nestled amongst the lot was a happily-familiar black bottle in the form of an old-fashioned schoolroom desk, complete with an apple perched on top.  It was just the same as the little decanter my mother used to have sitting atop her piano when I was a boy.  Responding jubilantly, I bought it.  Now it sits next to my laptop here bringing me much joy.  



Inferiority...


"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
-Eleanor Roosevelt



A Gift from a Friend...


-four sweet gourds...three on my bookshelf, one on my coffee table; lovely as-is, or sanded lightly and waxed to accentuate their pallid, ochre tones; possibly even primed and painted in bold navy and yellow...



illustration:  "Seed Annual" (1898)

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Satisfaction...


How satisfied I am to scrub free of resin an old burgundy-colored tile I found in the creek bed last year.



Monday, August 25, 2014

Dun...


Despite the presence, in my garden, of hummingbirds and blue jays,  I do have a fondness for the little dun-colored ones and the ones which look as though they have been dusted with soot.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Repurposing...


Yesterday, I finally gave in and dismantled my old standing fan.  In spite of many applications of WD-4O over the last couple of years, I was unsuccessful in getting it to stop squeaking, and a squeaking fan I cannot tolerate.  

Anticipating a wall art crafting project in the near future, I happily salvaged the fan's wire caging and am now looking forward to a productive trip to the local hardware store for supplies.  I'm thinking:  high-gloss spray paint in exquisite colors, the addition of old brass or bronze pieces to the caging, and mirrors!
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