Sunday Shadow Sun Hat
Me: Are you camera shy? Elijah: Sometimes. Me: How about now? Elijah: I don’t care. ————————- Shadow Shot Sunday
Me: Are you camera shy? Elijah: Sometimes. Me: How about now? Elijah: I don’t care. ————————- Shadow Shot Sunday
1. We scored a lot of grandparent points with our grandsons this weekend when they came for an overnight and discovered our new chicken coop-full of hens. 2. The fresh blueberries ready for pickin’ in the garden also didn’t hurt. 3. Four-year-old Bryce has an ear for rhyme. He picked out our one speckled hen, […]
One of the stops I made on the weekend Floyd Artisan Trail Tour was to potter Sarah McCarthy’s home studio, which by rural standards is in my neighborhood. Sarah greeted me with open arms, a cookie and lemonade “You gave me the best compliment ever,” she said. It was about three years ago, so I […]
I made it down a couple of dusty roads over the weekend to visit a few artists’ studios for the 2nd annual Floyd Artisan Trail Tour this weekend. At Gibby Waitzkin’s Sarvisberry Studio & Gallery there was Villa Appalccia wine to sip and a cheese and cracker spread to nibble on. Gibby is a papermaker […]
Shadow Shot Sunday/almost Monday
Straight Out of the Camera
~ The following first appeared (with an extended selection of photos) in The Floyd Press on June 14, 2012. Nobody stopped for a red-light at the One-Stoplight Variety Show at Oddfellas Cantina on June 7th. Reservations were filled for the dinner show and the entertainment was non-stop. Stage performances included Floyd dancers from the Evo-latic […]
1. Getting a teeth cleaning is like changing the oil of car and like oil changes, it gives our teeth more mileage. 2. These days instead of singing Joni Mitchell’s, “you turn me on I’m a radio,” to my husband Joe, I joke “you crack me up, I’m a radio.” 3. HERE is a story […]
Wordless Wednesday Yesterday I interviewed artist Emily Williamson at her home for All About Her, a regional news/magazine.
A Rural Mural A Retired Old Bus Spinning Straw into Breakfast
We were there for poetry not for filling cavities, or even for getting tattoos. One of the first things I noticed when I arrived at the Floyd Tattoo parlor, where the third Saturday Spoken Word is now held, was that Mara’s shirt matched the art hanging on the walls, so I made her pose. When […]
On my first day with the new girls in town, I left the gate open when bringing them table scraps and two got out. I only caught one because it couldn’t run, after it tried to get back in the pen and got its head caught in the fence wire. I had to lure the […]