Quelle surprise? Skull surprise!

I just carved this guy, I think he makes a pretty good repeat. Might need to add stars or something in the empty spaces.

Mark has a big radio swap meet to go to Saturday, so I need to help him get the van loaded. It’s at the Costick Center in Farmington Hills. We want to do most of it tonight before this dreaded snow starts. I am not looking forward to all the shoveling, but we’ll manage.

Back to botany

Yeah, I’m working on the botany quilt again. Sometimes I’m quite happy with parts of it. Other times I’m ready to tear the whole thing up and reweave it.

This is a slice of it, and then I wanted something “twiggy” for a border, so I’m making this string of scraps:

Doesn’t look like much, but it is taking quite a bit of time. Now that I’ve got images, it’s time to work on obscuring them. Don’t know why, I just do what my cat tells me to…

Where I Stood…

In the bathroom, making my hair purple. Wanna see?

Here it is, and my new glasses. Do these glasses make me look shorter? Yes, yes they do. Because they are blended bifocals, whenever I glance down the ground seems very close, like it is meeting me at my knees. Strange feeling, I’m sure I’ll get over it.

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Sense

I was picking up a new pair of glasses yesterday, and there was a young girl there just learning to put in contact lenses. After many tries, she managed to get one in. Overjoyed, she exclaimed “it’s so weird, everything is clear out of that one eye!” I still feel that way about my contacts. But we all know how important vision and hearing are to us, we’ve all pondered the “Would you rather be blind or deaf?”question. I was watching a show on the Canadian channel the other day on taste and smell, they interviewed a woman who had completely lost her sense of smell. Because of this, there was very little she could taste. Everything was either bland or salty. As much of a hardship as that would be, what really broke my heart is when she talked about how much she missed the smell of lilacs. We had lilac bushes where I grew up, and I have them now, and wouldn’t trade them for the world. I think that may be the best smell on the planet.

I’ve been reading “The Art of Happiness” by His Holiness the Dalai Lama and Dr. Howard C. Cutler. Dr. Cutler discusses lepers, and talks about their skin degeneration being less a problem of disease and more a result of no longer being able to feel. These people don’t know if their flesh is being burned or getting infected unless they see it. So, today, I’m celebrating my senses. My vision is quite bad on it’s own, but very correctable, I’ve got no complaints. You might, though. Because of my vision, I can share two more silly watercolors with you. Sorry.

More Pentagrams?

Mark’s back is slowly getting better. I’m in the process of getting a crown replaced, all is going well. It didn’t snow as much as I feared it would last night, I’ve got the shoveling done, life is good. Here are a few more watercolors.

I keep thinking I’m done with pentagrams and then I make a few more.

The race between the cheetah and the snail. Who wins? The snail, he’s a wind up toy. The cheetah is just a block of wood.

Botany quilt update

I got another idea for a botany quilt over the weekend. Instead of starting it, though, I decided I’d better get a little further along on the one I already have going. Here is a small peek at how it’s coming:

I had shown you pictures of it when I first started it here. The bad news is when I sat down on the floor to work on it, I put the heel of my hand on the blade of my xacto-knife and put a pretty good gash in my hand. The good news is I got to use one of the cool band-aids my sister got me for Christmas.

Jealous?

It’s already healing so I don’t need a band-aid anymore. After all those years of picture framing, my skin knows how to heal from cuts pretty fast.

Mark is still having real issues with his back, he was in bed all day yesterday, but by last night he thought things might be improving. I sure hope so, it’s making both of us crabby. And the cat too, she’s still barfing occasionally. If everyone would get back to normal and the weather would get a little warmer…..

Where I Stood…

This is the floor of a display in the Plymouth Historical Museum. Why is this floor in such bad shape? Because it’s full of BB’s. The floor is from the old Daisy factory where the Red Ryder BB guns were manufactured. Why was I at the Museum yesterday? To be a roadie for Mark, while he gave a talk on old radios.

Arranging the display…

Awwww….

Playing with the radios

Now, for a small rant. This is what makes me nuts. I’m sure all municipalities deal with bureaucracy, but I think this is one of the dumber moves. Her is a photo of a monument next to the museum.

Nice monument, pretty rock. I wonder what it’s for. Let’s read the plaque.

Hmmm…Plymouth Plank Road, and toll gate #4 were right here, on this site. How historic. What could the lower plaque say?

So let me get this straight. The only reason for this pretty rock to be standing here is to mark a historic site. And to preserve this rock, that is here to mark this site, we moved the rock. Ah, why is this rock here again?

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Backs, cats, watercolors, and rubber stamps

Things are not good here at our household. Mark is in terrible pain, his back has been awful the past two days. He doesn’t sleep at all at night. He slept a little yesterday morning, and I think he is sleeping now, but he may just be laying quietly. He’s not a snorer (as opposed to me) so it’s hard to tell. I am hoping the massage Ann gave him yesterday will help work out the muscle issues. We need to get him in physical therapy soon.

Harmony the cat did not have a good night, either. She spent the night barfing, usually in our bed. If either of us was able to drift off, we woke to the acking sounds of one cat barfing. She was hungry this morning so I fed her. She’s now thrown that up, too. She seems fine, just wants to barf. Maybe she’s trying to keep her girlish figure. I’m keeping an eye on both of them, I would really like things to return to normal, with just occasional back pain and cat barfing.

I made a few more pentagram watercolors:

I’ve also carved a couple of rubber stamps: