4) I reached his temporary vehicle into the flowering plants before releasing him, and he took off like a shot in a grand spiral up into the fresh air.
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4) I reached his temporary vehicle into the flowering plants before releasing him, and he took off like a shot in a grand spiral up into the fresh air.
3) through the busy dining room, through another, past the busy entry vestibule with waiting line of people, across the busy veranda populated by round tables and lazy chairs filled with people, down the granite steps and into the garden. Thinking he might be exhausted ...
2) I sat by the window, where a huge Dragonfly soon came seeking a way outdoors. The waiter said that he (the waiter) needed help to work the window (double paned an probably painted shut anyway), so I managed to catch him (the Dragonfly) in a water glass, covered it with a napkin, and walked him
1) We met up yesterday for lunch at the new location of the Putney Diner, now set in a grand old home, the main rooms have been renovated in a way that reveals the huge timbers revealed by removing the old ceiling, while leaving many original details delightfully intact - it's a wonderful space ...
part of one of the door knockers, the hand holds a two faced, human head, a Janus of sorts - more pics later of the new litter in a week or so when I get to pick them up finally!
a beautiful capture of the Moon and her handsome planet, thanks for sharing
funny, how she fell off the table - I think she's still in Athens though (too bad for the local bat population)
One would have to decide not to look at all, in order to not see the Brightness.
- not to distract, but people in line at Walfart all want to know exactly how many of those silhouettes belong to children kidnapped from Ukraine?
¡Brava!
with a story, for National Sewing Machine Day - I couldn’t walk yet, but, in an unsupervised moment I entangled myself in the leather cord of Yaya's treadle sewing machine's flywheel - a cologne bottle then fell and drenched me (I still can't sew, and I Never use shaving lotion or colognes any more)
Yogurtius, Vale Mangoius!
Dinosaurs, I still love them, mainly because I credit them as the point of interest and fascination that led to a sudden ability to read one day (I would love to hear if anyone else began to read spontaneously before being formally introduced to it).
- for Lughnasa, I'ld like to share a jpg of my program illustration for a local production of "Dancing At Lughnasa", up in rural Vermont a few years back. (c)2008 by Edward Huse, gestural drawing, in graphite on paper
I AM SHRIEKING 💀🤣 Forget the statue at City Hall, this guy is the *real* Spirit of Detroit. 🫡
There was no traffic, so I stopped and proceeded to forget the record button on my iPhone while I watched the cub trying out one tree after the other. His mother never showed, and when he jelly-rolled across the road in front of me and up that hill, I proceeded home to draw him from memory.
OMG how funny! - I finally have a meaty art project for 2025! (no patrons or business to speak of, up here in the woods, hahahaa, so this will keep me in practice)
I agree with you - I am ready to haunt the house I sold a year ago or so, new owners painted over a room I had decorated - with a flat color. Not only was it absolutely innocent fluff, but, when I was still "working in Manhattan", that mural would have been worth a boat load to a nice client, lol.
I hope her next job includes sawdust and a feed lot.
there is no shoe horn known to man that can tolerate that for very long
Haahahahaha thanks dude!
I think that when sharing intrinsically uplifting observations, the episode of observing (eavesdropping) should be qualified as something like "constructive eavesdropping" (tangentially related to what I call "constructive drawing" when I go to town meetings just to draw the captive audience, lol)
- at least that's what everyone in line at Walfart was saying this morning.
the documents will be written off as selectively edited, and the broader totality as a proof of conspiracy.
imagine . . .
Becky thought they were just "funnin' her" when her new beach friends said that they were visiting from Mars. She was in for a surprise, a bigger surprise than she had ever known.
- of course, that probably doesn't stop the occasional steward or researcher from dropping by and "going native".
#BookSky
Ditto, with emphasis.
it couldn't be more "graphic".
way cool!
frosted tips are Not for everyone, just sayin' . . .
are you literally asking to see our drawings? - just in case, here's one of my "road trip" drawings from a couple of years ago
ditto - without hesitation
I read that the "golden tennis racket" bits are available at Home Depot, hahaha
and such a pointless mish-mash of it.
I often just sit and wait in front in the car while shopping is carried on, the obesity on parade is totally appalling in contrast with years ago, I totally agree with you.
sometime around 1968
I don't recall the details well, but, I have read that corn syrup products flooded the market after three scientists in a Japanese lab learned how to create an artificial enzyme to allow humans to metabolize corn and corn products
mine says "Still Ready", lol
- what was she thinking?
I think that I might have drawn this droll "Capitol Hill morning poem person" (300 block of A Street NE, you know who you are) for just such a tedious Thursday as we are about to have, today. I could be wrong.
I'm concerned about her ancient promise, during her first run, to not run or serve for a second term.
we can be glad it didn't read "last".
- all the while using [apparently, in some cases, artlessly] most of the small inventory of bunker busters. - I think I read that only four or five remain of an original twenty or so.
yes.
for "Let It Go Day", I will try letting it go (I hope to succeed in letting at least one of them "go", lol)
there is an "official list" categorizing the different types of geniuses
back in the mid 80's I had a client who worked for a big pharma lobbyist - we met a few times to discuss my artwork, (he wanted a few "embellishments", and I was still taking commissions). Every meeting was right outa "Madmen", after 1 [serious] drink he would rant on about their big plans/methods.
thanks for posting this bon-bon
why do they bother? - who will believe either dhs or ice anymore?
I agree with you, this is a sad progression that leaves behind so much.
- sweet, before the daily gloom.
her outfit almost reminds me of how our Kellyanne would wrap up for her occasional "brine soaks" back in the day - aside from the obvious, is there a connection?
some people really do want to know - some others, not so much, lol
just re-posting another of my old Monday memes for the helluvit.
I am so sick of people cheating artists - (as a static artist myself, I am very familiar with being cheated).
2/2 ... I soon learned to close the door and use that light to examine the secured books. I poured over my favorite sections so much, that, without any intention of doing so, I one day began to spontaneously "hear" the texts, and reading happened on it's own, un-encouraged, without introduction
Did this ever happen for you? My parents bought me books, and kept most of them in a closet until I should be "old enough" for them - instantly making them "forbidden fruits". The closet had a light, though ... 1/2
I love it when aliens "go native".
it's a shame. it's so defining, so revealing.
can any of us really aFord Not to make a presidential pun like that?
isn't coffee just grand? I just returned from two weeks in Cafè con Leche land, the gal at our fave sidewalk cafe had us pegged on day three, when she greeted me at the counter with "dos con leche, cariño?"
- with a toast, to those for whom every day is National Making Life Beautiful Day.
I met her the first time, years ago (about 1985-ish or so), at Eastern Market, where she stopped to admire one of my pieces that a friend had on display at the weekend farmers' market - "the artist happens to be right here" - it was a very strained moment, I came away just a little shocked. Oh well.
- books began speaking to me spontaneously, at a very young age. - I follow the convention now in calling it "reading", but, the event that day remains a profoundly magical event in my life.
good.
- thanks for posting, I am now following
I hope you'll stay in touch with us, on any of these platforms or in paper letters - the trip was busy (a bit of red tape was encountered and dealt with successfully) but fun, nice experiences with nice people, in contrast with ho-hum VT with dry cranky people.
