Yesterday I shared with you some sculpture done from a site called, tufasite.wordpress.com. I found MORE, similar wonderful sculpture by three others that seems to me to be the same or similar technique. I think it’s great, and I’m fascinated.
This sweet fellow looks calm and collected – and I’m trying to take inspiration from him.
My day has been pretty frazzled so far, and I’m getting a very late start on writing here today.
Lunch Bunch was today. My husband decided he would stay home because he is rebuilding and upgrading his computer and the things he ordered were due to be delivered this morning before noon. Lunch Bunch was small, with only Kay, Bud, and me. We had a nice time talking. I brought home lunch for my husband.
The computer stuff is still not here. I don’t know whether we’ll get it today or not. My husband is upset about it.
Meanwhile, he wanted me to help him with a financial transaction. We started an hour or so ago and are still working on it. He wants me to help, but fights me every step of the way, gets mad if I make suggestions, doesn’t want me to leave OR say anything – a continuation of the last several days. I wish we could both reboot our BRAINS…
A very nice surprise happened. When we went through the mail I brought in, I found a package neither of us recognized. It turned out to be
It’s a pillow cover with a Sand Piper on it – one of my favorite things in all the world. I’m thinking that my sweet SIL did this. She’s thoughtful, knows I love Sand Pipers, and has sent things before. I’ve texted her to see if she is the sweet culprit. :0) Update – It WAS my SIL, thinking I needed a ‘cheer-me-up.’ AWWWWW. It worked! Can’t wait to get to the store and get a pillow for it.
It’s already past 1pm here and I haven’t gotten anything accomplished. Oh, well.
A. A. Milne – Winnie the Pooh – Illustration by E. H. Shepard
One of the many ‘perks ‘ of getting older is trouble remembering things.
Just this morning I was reading an email from a dear friend who talked about what she was going to cook for dinner. THAT reminded me that I had neglected to take our dinner out of the freezer. I finished answering her email and then found some painted bottles online that were absolutely STUNNING.
I remembered again that I needed to go to the pantry to get our dinner out of the freezer. I got up, stopped in the bathroom, poured water in Amber’s dog bowl and then came back to the computer. I saw that I had forgotten to refill my coffee cup, so I got up and started to go to the kitchen. I stopped, grabbed my wallet and the record of our blood pressure and blood sugar we used this morning to take back to the kitchen. I put them away in the dining area and then came back to the office.
I again saw my coffee cup. I picked it up this time and went to the kitchen, refilled it, and brought it back. Then remembered I was supposed to go get our dinner out of the freezer…
My husband came in and wanted some help. I helped him and then sat back down at the computer. THEN remembered I was supposed to go to the pantry.
I got to the kitchen and couldn’t remember why I went in there. Had to come back to the office and sit down. THEN I remembered.
I actually got our dinners out of the freezer this time. Please shoot me.
As far as I can tell from finding these and looking through the website, this artist specializes in building ‘skeletons’ for her projects using all kinds of things, including tires, chicken wire, etc., then covers them in the ‘tufa’ stuff – kind of a faux concrete to make the pieces last. Reminiscent of paper mache’, but light years past that.
I truly love these two pieces – all the different textures the artist created – like the hair of both pieces, the knitted ‘shawl,’ the attitude of the forms, etc. Fascinating.
I don’t wear a lot of jewelry. My main things are pierced earrings, and I think there are never enough, though I prefer costume jewelry, rather than the real deal. The real deal makes me nervous – that I’ll damage or lose a piece, or will be mugged. I do wear necklaces sometimes, and some pins, but not often.
I found some designs that are totally new to me. I find them beautiful and intriguing, but would probably not wear them. They caught my eye, though, and I hope that SOMEONE wears them. :0)
In my travels around the yard, I went out to check my early spring raised-bed square foot garden. So far, the plants seem very happy.
“It was such a pleasure to sink one’s hands into the warm earth, to feel at one’s fingertips the possibilities of the new season.” ~ Kate Morton
This is my veggie garden. I have yet to plant radishes, and I’m still on the look-out for head lettuce, since that’s my husband’s favorite. We both love fresh, ripe, home-grown tomatoes, but it’s too early to plant those. I’ve converted two or our handmade brick planters on the other side of the yard on the far side of the house to be tomato planters. I’ll share pics of those when we get them planted later on. As you can see here, one of the next things I’ll do is mix up some weed killer and spray it on the ground underneath my planters. I’ll also spray a perimeter around the whole garden, outside the fence. Another chore is to find our bright, neon-colored tape to string through the fencing so the deer don’t run into it. Here’s a closer view of a couple of the six planters we have. You can see I’ve really spread the plants out this year. some of the squares are empty, hoping for the head lettuce or radishes, but you can see the wispy sprouts of the sweet red onions on the right of the picture if you look carefully. SpinachLeaf Lettuce – Romaine
I’m thankful for a warm, dry home this morning. I really got chilled on my walk, but my spirits are definitely lifted now.
It’s cool here (45 degrees F. and a pretty good breeze), but I needed some spirit-lifting and took my camera outside to walk around and see what I could see.
tulip treetulip tree blossom closeupjust one of the groups of daffodilsRedbud starting to bloomForsythia starting to bloomWisteria budsHarder to be down when Mother Nature is starting to put on her annual show! :0)
“Be like the flower, turn your face to the sun.” — Kahlil Gibran
One of my many excuses for stuffing my face is stress eating or emotional eating. My husband is definitely a keeper for many reasons, but the last few days he has WORKED on getting on my last nerve. When I told him I was digging a hole for him in the back yard, he agreed that he probably merits it. We have agreed to spend ONE DAY without a crisis or ‘do-it-or-die-trying’ project. Hopefully, that day is today.
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Each day this past week I have promised myself I’ll be good. I make it through till lunch, then eat like a lunatic the rest of the day. I’m blaming it on the stress around here, but since I’m an adult and ADMIT it’s an excuse, I should be able to zip my lips. Right?
I’m now hoping that
we will have a quiet, calm day
I will react to that by eating like a rational human being
Update –
My husband just asked for my phone. He says one of the things we thought we finally did yesterday didn’t work, so he’s starting to tackle it again. I started typing here again and he asks, “Do you really need all this on your phone?” AND HERE WE GO AGAIN…. I wonder if we have any chips in the pantry….
Sometimes I feel as if I’m on my last nerve. The past several days have been like that. I’m having ‘whine’ with my cheese today.
My husband is trying to drive me crazy. I love him, but I’m actively thinking of hiring a man to use a backhoe and dig a hole for him in our back yard.
Just one example –
He doesn’t want a cell phone. I’m listening to music on the computer. Suddenly, I realize he’s talking to me. I stop what I’m doing and turn to him. He wants to know if we have “What’s App”. I tell him, ‘no.’ I ask him why he’s asking me. He tells me someone wants him to pay them using the app. Then he gets mad when I tell him I haven’t added it to the phone. I leave to go to the other room since I’m tired of him ranting at me. I get comfortable in my chair and fall asleep. He wakes me up, asking me what my passcode is to my phone. I tell him. I drift off again. He is back, telling me my passcode doesn’t work.
I get up and come into the office, put in my passcode, get the phone working for him. I get busy on the computer. He asks, “how do you get messages on this thing?” I stop what I’m doing and show him again where the messages thing is, push it and pull up his message. A bit of time passes, and he asks me, “do we have “what’s app?”
I guess you can tell by my posts that I’ve been enjoying listening to a lot of music lately. Music is magic, in my opinion, transporting us to another place, either taking us back to where we were when we first heard it, making aches, pains, concerns simply drop away, or take us to the place the singer takes us in a new song, or their take on a classic that makes us hear the words in a different way.
I’m lucky because I have a lot of coping mechanisms that give me some relief from the hostility and frustration and helplessness I feel about what is going on in our beautiful world or to keep me calm in the face of any unpleasantness or concerns I feel about what is going on in my personal world.
Music – if I’m outside by myself, I sing. Inside, I watch music videos with my headphones on, or listen to songs on my MP3 player
Reading – I’m in the middle of “Forgotten in Death” by J.D. Robb, “Life Force” by Tony Robbins, and listening to a video on Cryptocurrency.
Art – finding it on the net and sharing it with you, or playing in my art room
Animals – playing with our dog, Amber, and our cat, Abby.
Exercise – yoga stretching
Gardening – getting my veggie garden going and working in my flower planters
We’re supposed to get lots of rain today, particularly this afternoon and this evening, possibly severe. A “normal’ spring day for Arkansas.
Yesterday, since cleaning up my counter in the garage did NOT yield the garden irrigation system timer for which I was looking, we went to Yeagers and bought another one. We bought weed killer for our lawn at the same time. My husband spread that while I tackled the new timer.
I managed to program it and install it on the outside garden faucet and then hooked up the hoses in the garden. I turned on the water to test it, but the pressure was way down for some reason. We looked at the well house, since that’s where the water for the garden comes from. After a LOT of unpleasantness, my husband figured out what was wrong. He repaired a broken wire and then was able to get the pump pressure up. So we THINK we’re fixed now. I’ll check it this afternoon to see if the sprinklers in the middle of each planter box are actually sprinkling, or just dribbling as they were yesterday.
In my travels back and forth from the well house to the shop, I noticed that our tulip tree was blooming! Since our possible severe weather this evening may batter the sweet tree, I tried to get some pictures.
Since my counter in the garage is now cleaner, and –my desk in the office is STILL clean –
today’s project will be tackling the kitchen. THAT includes a deeper cleaning of fridges, countertops, ceiling fans, wall air flow systems, and vacuuming the pantry, kitchen, dining area, utility room, and two half baths.
I found the counter in my part of the garage, putting as many soft drinks and bottles of water into the fridge as possible, throwing stuff away, and consolidating. You can actually see there is a counter there now. I will do more at a later date, but the main focus today was finding the garden irrigation system timer.
The good news is that my area is much cleaner now.
The bad news is that the timer is still missing. I have no clue what I did with it. It isn’t in any reasonable place. I’ve even looked in some UNreasonable places…
So – we’ll have some lunch, I’ll rest a bit from all the pulling, hauling, and cleaning, and then we’ll go to Yeager’s and see if we can buy another timer.
More than that, though, is my reaction to it. I’m fascinated by this man’s face. I want to get to know him, talk to him, and hopefully, make him smile.