tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642375704670349092024-03-18T21:11:32.397-04:00Vicki Lane MysteriesWords and pictures from the author of And the Crows Took Their Eyes as well as the Elizabeth Goodweather Appalachian Mysteries . . .
Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comBlogger5869125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-75749922705584135112024-03-18T02:00:00.001-04:002024-03-18T02:00:00.344-04:00Daffodil Dizzy<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio52jU2CjD76I9LMeWekTGR-o61IZwQq843jchK9xO1D7bQ8EmWJy7WBlbFRmHefpewznvUp29KqHCk6y1qnThIrZPlxSciocsrfaJ-LZjhO1AHxV3OUB9tM6JC7G5mEKfWQA2drtWABNivroUTB4WKIIMVEkWxMgUwGYzJdwolBOwjNHIAWLO6aY3rD6m/s4896/2024-03-16%2015.24.37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3672" data-original-width="4896" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio52jU2CjD76I9LMeWekTGR-o61IZwQq843jchK9xO1D7bQ8EmWJy7WBlbFRmHefpewznvUp29KqHCk6y1qnThIrZPlxSciocsrfaJ-LZjhO1AHxV3OUB9tM6JC7G5mEKfWQA2drtWABNivroUTB4WKIIMVEkWxMgUwGYzJdwolBOwjNHIAWLO6aY3rD6m/w400-h300/2024-03-16%2015.24.37.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7oNmJDrbHqYhUjC3qQHHvkbwkan7mIOX7k6tc-uzDG6z13Fj2sCEdLmIlBNPfj-NU4mHdS8T8Ypq4eMuIHnMjZs_OIj_Ozu0mFBD5a2DphUQv7cIf4SNtt59CrlzCtSsMDRjDRm2-QP0XYsLL2r8ELej653hrx4bWSMrNMSYKCoItm9refzdcOOtS1co4/s4896/2024-03-16%2015.25.52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3672" data-original-width="4896" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7oNmJDrbHqYhUjC3qQHHvkbwkan7mIOX7k6tc-uzDG6z13Fj2sCEdLmIlBNPfj-NU4mHdS8T8Ypq4eMuIHnMjZs_OIj_Ozu0mFBD5a2DphUQv7cIf4SNtt59CrlzCtSsMDRjDRm2-QP0XYsLL2r8ELej653hrx4bWSMrNMSYKCoItm9refzdcOOtS1co4/w400-h300/2024-03-16%2015.25.52.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvqKgxgciZPH5_eziJK0bWqbi6btYX6MmZH1ko0X0bcIMmfa2wwIL7itFlz5UDQDP_41ws9nLkyWJu2ByhpK-xoH2JrwDjXjqO6clE9pugGC8Zef58ydAzfIBuhMZTufJOqmlV4jZJrnki83SncTmYsHC1ihgf0STY-ogJiWBWICSxsmLU8pp_NO81DJA/s4896/2024-03-16%2015.08.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3672" data-original-width="4896" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvqKgxgciZPH5_eziJK0bWqbi6btYX6MmZH1ko0X0bcIMmfa2wwIL7itFlz5UDQDP_41ws9nLkyWJu2ByhpK-xoH2JrwDjXjqO6clE9pugGC8Zef58ydAzfIBuhMZTufJOqmlV4jZJrnki83SncTmYsHC1ihgf0STY-ogJiWBWICSxsmLU8pp_NO81DJA/w400-h300/2024-03-16%2015.08.58.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-16142331005750290662024-03-17T02:00:00.001-04:002024-03-17T02:00:00.137-04:00Beeing There<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquDJaGgG4-AfG9rDsPLkAjIYWdikQiZIwfGb4K_9BzjpY8taEs0K5h3PW17d_nuvMxrKdtBqkYxGnfauOcEW-X68M43MHg1NdK7jP2xighHbMTY6itcXlKz0GJ3GFLfSfvThKSeKxs5qmpRyV82ltZ5_whtC-VR-iETeaWvqntiAhIkhNLq72TgAC20KG/s4896/2024-03-16%2015.45.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3672" data-original-width="4896" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquDJaGgG4-AfG9rDsPLkAjIYWdikQiZIwfGb4K_9BzjpY8taEs0K5h3PW17d_nuvMxrKdtBqkYxGnfauOcEW-X68M43MHg1NdK7jP2xighHbMTY6itcXlKz0GJ3GFLfSfvThKSeKxs5qmpRyV82ltZ5_whtC-VR-iETeaWvqntiAhIkhNLq72TgAC20KG/w400-h300/2024-03-16%2015.45.59.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">The beautiful weather lured me out to do a little preliminary cleanup--cutting back dead stalks and stems of lemon balm, sedum, daylilies, and iris. Unfortunately, I can't do this for very long before my back begins to complain. So, I took a seat on a low rock wall and enjoyed the blaze of pinky-coral of the flowering quince. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0uYzaimYTvANIkx98vF7E31CZViCRpp1hyAVvOtbmAnoypILs01l0NoLFhzFwMBNbTPV0RcJa8WEdJO_3-7g5siXvMOk8yMCcnxtUZG2LjDoiNmhRVuMrULTo0dbxBX4pg8C2rMe072LjRdwsMu5mJlVcjQ46XdXRghsiLNZMvFrMKwqwJg8WkDI3_pe/s4896/2024-03-16%2015.45.54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3672" data-original-width="4896" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0uYzaimYTvANIkx98vF7E31CZViCRpp1hyAVvOtbmAnoypILs01l0NoLFhzFwMBNbTPV0RcJa8WEdJO_3-7g5siXvMOk8yMCcnxtUZG2LjDoiNmhRVuMrULTo0dbxBX4pg8C2rMe072LjRdwsMu5mJlVcjQ46XdXRghsiLNZMvFrMKwqwJg8WkDI3_pe/w400-h300/2024-03-16%2015.45.54.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Soon I noticed that honeybees were at work. (Hoorah!) I tried to capture them, but, as I didn't have a tripod, the results are </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">not very good. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But still--bees! Such a welcome sight.</span></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVSi3XgXl8y2yCuHzrLJonF9TiX9rhfvExntMPw4DWgXov0ZYVoRsYbYVKHtyq-Y6ZUfIEyfbsVOr4w20ymmczWnkK9OnqsavNWNXL8oWAw3NeQ0SL-2aKREDyNXEiniV8H-dZnf8HxCN0_QMf_8LRRLW0RT8gwdshgPgXt_uN0J7CmX0jMmOAGw7o0ie/s1878/2024-03-16%2015.45.28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1795" data-original-width="1878" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVSi3XgXl8y2yCuHzrLJonF9TiX9rhfvExntMPw4DWgXov0ZYVoRsYbYVKHtyq-Y6ZUfIEyfbsVOr4w20ymmczWnkK9OnqsavNWNXL8oWAw3NeQ0SL-2aKREDyNXEiniV8H-dZnf8HxCN0_QMf_8LRRLW0RT8gwdshgPgXt_uN0J7CmX0jMmOAGw7o0ie/w400-h383/2024-03-16%2015.45.28.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Then there was the matter of getting up from that low stone wall . . .</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I don't mind being old--the number doesn't scare me. But I really dislike the physical limitations. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Though I had to laugh at myself and my contortions--trying to stand without risking pitching over onto the stone path and landing on my pathetic knee.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It took about five minutes, but I managed.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; 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font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-71596346480204872892024-03-16T02:00:00.007-04:002024-03-16T02:00:00.157-04:00Pink and White<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_hTJu5n4m1hLo4YO3AV4R_qcRWRkPiq5v6JPvWfgTPte7-k_9lVQIGBsZCD-833Y_u2BVZ4DWWMtq8atMkYVGMNi9kuUwfcoPPGhUHVF5Qhwxx5wFN3vONN_2XvGxA0rXDtp_SB6U_97egEL7o4NISZ4iLdsDgWwX016GxdqAmOHt-6azKVjEtl-nCVG/s3275/2024-03-15%2016.08.07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3275" data-original-width="2904" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_hTJu5n4m1hLo4YO3AV4R_qcRWRkPiq5v6JPvWfgTPte7-k_9lVQIGBsZCD-833Y_u2BVZ4DWWMtq8atMkYVGMNi9kuUwfcoPPGhUHVF5Qhwxx5wFN3vONN_2XvGxA0rXDtp_SB6U_97egEL7o4NISZ4iLdsDgWwX016GxdqAmOHt-6azKVjEtl-nCVG/w355-h400/2024-03-15%2016.08.07.jpg" width="355" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiSVyqK3_8-LpnbCib0RW-2jX7ENLhZHMLjCk0nARjr1TCILAWO2J7WwIZgvlhOpHFsUgveKWiYMIbHNQ_yNtG8_kvoUFbUjfK2iUBncLjwwhY1w9oFcPq8rY3aADIh4MYAo_TMHynyibkVCnPEx7TetM766OmGuNqNb0ilOxBxNjafZQOR2lpvhenT__fv" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiSVyqK3_8-LpnbCib0RW-2jX7ENLhZHMLjCk0nARjr1TCILAWO2J7WwIZgvlhOpHFsUgveKWiYMIbHNQ_yNtG8_kvoUFbUjfK2iUBncLjwwhY1w9oFcPq8rY3aADIh4MYAo_TMHynyibkVCnPEx7TetM766OmGuNqNb0ilOxBxNjafZQOR2lpvhenT__fv=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">This is a family of Castle People. Carmen is the mama, Big Red is the daddy, Hildegarde is the grandma. There is a big brother and a big sister and a little sister and Pup. I made them blankets out of play dough and beds from oyster shells.</span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRwzSZf1cjy7wRfssCdbCK_qQkR3BdNcedsGhmaFItnhQDGUYJsQQ3xNrwD5_H4MOrkJwATIVfP8Yl8-gKjFHeSghoI7uuQ0ztJMsIVdGUVIBT48AsVa6s_iOxPhnXLcdG4TuUJqqFkh2MoRFOfW2uk7w9NOP1oOA3kfxevtfb_XnglzPQu8IpLqHSSJBF" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRwzSZf1cjy7wRfssCdbCK_qQkR3BdNcedsGhmaFItnhQDGUYJsQQ3xNrwD5_H4MOrkJwATIVfP8Yl8-gKjFHeSghoI7uuQ0ztJMsIVdGUVIBT48AsVa6s_iOxPhnXLcdG4TuUJqqFkh2MoRFOfW2uk7w9NOP1oOA3kfxevtfb_XnglzPQu8IpLqHSSJBF=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> Putting on a puppet show for Margo.</span><p></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhSAscAInlfVtACmLgtgjv2WYos8nqedbyHrMgoUHcWmNLyIMyaYMPYbYBnMHC_oedXxDr7o7U-_DuJmVMG87v7B40ZG5nvDYNn3F4uMBYB-4VtLIZBwkllVpGDA9wUPm8VgqvxT2nORwYGMKBLwjdkfRL708kEpZ15x6X7smDstRRc-GE_aWhy8BM_-_px" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1795" data-original-width="1629" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhSAscAInlfVtACmLgtgjv2WYos8nqedbyHrMgoUHcWmNLyIMyaYMPYbYBnMHC_oedXxDr7o7U-_DuJmVMG87v7B40ZG5nvDYNn3F4uMBYB-4VtLIZBwkllVpGDA9wUPm8VgqvxT2nORwYGMKBLwjdkfRL708kEpZ15x6X7smDstRRc-GE_aWhy8BM_-_px=w363-h400" width="363" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The princess is reading to Margo.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I worked in a workbook and did a jigsaw puzzle and Meema and I played Go Fish and Crazy 8 and Memory. I mostly won. I am really good at Memory. Plus, sometimes I can see through Meema's GoFish cards and that helps me win too.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjlbmtvuOPKfiuqvFrUti8xUCxylP14R99l1LMcKdUTHqCjx5IPqYMT40muI-eEKJmvHNXS98HWmS0OzI8kBwG8VT0Uq7Oc3xFuCGSHeDaYtMD98CYGWOPv7eZNC5Us4I4mnQ2EtUlv7XNkyLo8JWx05wFXlwi5mAFV5ZvdqYm3xXj3nDiR2eKzJ3DjmWpU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1920" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjlbmtvuOPKfiuqvFrUti8xUCxylP14R99l1LMcKdUTHqCjx5IPqYMT40muI-eEKJmvHNXS98HWmS0OzI8kBwG8VT0Uq7Oc3xFuCGSHeDaYtMD98CYGWOPv7eZNC5Us4I4mnQ2EtUlv7XNkyLo8JWx05wFXlwi5mAFV5ZvdqYm3xXj3nDiR2eKzJ3DjmWpU=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-31964018699330008432024-03-14T02:00:00.101-04:002024-03-14T10:08:30.859-04:00Re-Watching--a Mini Steve Martinfest<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg-rCLVjqVYFrQ3TvAAvJmHNVdPu3DL5jxzbMPTpxTQYYey7i4HEQ5Y92wX-lj1o1xIgxnZaS4Fp_IfonbixW26WkdAw_XCl80-Gle7XXWxBrnocwLOEF7xECIlg_D2HaVmHlaRy4z0VKJsZwxUB-uyhUkP5QmOyK9E4O3Az9RQU2GWnqD7oSoeue5zExaD" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="475" data-original-width="260" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg-rCLVjqVYFrQ3TvAAvJmHNVdPu3DL5jxzbMPTpxTQYYey7i4HEQ5Y92wX-lj1o1xIgxnZaS4Fp_IfonbixW26WkdAw_XCl80-Gle7XXWxBrnocwLOEF7xECIlg_D2HaVmHlaRy4z0VKJsZwxUB-uyhUkP5QmOyK9E4O3Az9RQU2GWnqD7oSoeue5zExaD=w218-h400" width="218" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As well as re-reading favorite books, I like to re-watch certain films--all of Monty Python (Life of Brian, The Holy Grail, The Meaning of Life,) most of the Coen Brothers, especially Raising Arizona, Fargo, and O Brother, Where Art Thou.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">When Justin was home sick for much of second grade, The Empire Strikes Back and The Everlasting Story were on constant replay. The Pirates of Penzance, was another popular favorite.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Recently I developed a longing to see two Steve Martin movies that I remembered fondly--and, lo and behold, my wish was granted.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">L.A. Story is great fun, especially with Sara Jessica Parker's great energetic turn as SaNDee* who loves to twirl. </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">And Patrick Stewart, in a brief appearance as the supercilious maitre d' of L'Idiot ("You think you can 'ave ze duck? With a portfolio like zat? You can have ze chicken") is memorable.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Even better is Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. Martin is at his comic best, Michael Caine is wonderful, and the plot, involving the two as con men in competition is hilarious. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Two evening of laugh out loud pleasure. . . better than a trip to a spa.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">What do you watch for light entertainment?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj9X6KH3TSxOwdpmgWYmQY0XQV5a03ROo9meguBJxqKylvZjZRuwBvGv3HFYQmIQ3cnicj3X1sB1wISVeqICc_UNlqEf4Qrsd7Dro1FR4iPR7ZoMyFkhfScTFKWYl2FCfAkXSKqKuq5BCLqJ2KLbepsZszwesWQcxo3m64tg_ksgpTVKlunsfAHvHuscF81" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="381" data-original-width="267" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj9X6KH3TSxOwdpmgWYmQY0XQV5a03ROo9meguBJxqKylvZjZRuwBvGv3HFYQmIQ3cnicj3X1sB1wISVeqICc_UNlqEf4Qrsd7Dro1FR4iPR7ZoMyFkhfScTFKWYl2FCfAkXSKqKuq5BCLqJ2KLbepsZszwesWQcxo3m64tg_ksgpTVKlunsfAHvHuscF81=w280-h400" width="280" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-65503433611059435892024-03-13T02:00:00.045-04:002024-03-13T02:00:00.154-04:00A Magical Time<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqNI0UC1WUu0-jHMw4zwRoR_KSX3NkrqYUTXql8ybWcZ4wm-4-Dc_0vDPG7yTTuNwkYLc4ay-0-JTJNF8QvDLAn1_B27FQIhJPLSjZBUmCKpQIeyBIGwBRikXKlHSBl1nB-rxar49uNqv-ip420MFZgqRnglFb599wBG7ooChkuRCD38oiN9zshMvPSbL7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2403" data-original-width="2050" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqNI0UC1WUu0-jHMw4zwRoR_KSX3NkrqYUTXql8ybWcZ4wm-4-Dc_0vDPG7yTTuNwkYLc4ay-0-JTJNF8QvDLAn1_B27FQIhJPLSjZBUmCKpQIeyBIGwBRikXKlHSBl1nB-rxar49uNqv-ip420MFZgqRnglFb599wBG7ooChkuRCD38oiN9zshMvPSbL7=w342-h400" width="342" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The star magnolia, forsythia, and flowering quince know it.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKS9A6Wt5moHJX8zw2riwq97O67zKDNlaam0N6wUEOAPU4u-Lq9Xjy3PQ1u-zYEvYpGSIGRoL5tmTAXTLb0jfKGdYWdZB21rJ8beMe-X6x-AcdFAtxMQa_xtczYrTGDO72KznHBnCc2EVbvPy8aPGDpWQ1AFfKd4J0HV4cbEqGHks10k57npT3-cjByyd7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKS9A6Wt5moHJX8zw2riwq97O67zKDNlaam0N6wUEOAPU4u-Lq9Xjy3PQ1u-zYEvYpGSIGRoL5tmTAXTLb0jfKGdYWdZB21rJ8beMe-X6x-AcdFAtxMQa_xtczYrTGDO72KznHBnCc2EVbvPy8aPGDpWQ1AFfKd4J0HV4cbEqGHks10k57npT3-cjByyd7=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /> The tender green of the weeping willow flutters in the breeze.</span><p></p><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirwIw60BzEjILDs6zHiH-InvRT9vyuGZLolQI5sd_P_4CmWKwtUTQnvPhbbduYt1v08V_lt3rFP6hBB-fO0QWwPDQswCD1Wi1fpRqN15o0ZAgyn2JEMMSdJE3ymgmSUyE5BLeKPOplIP6b6KzQc3ebq8_5pVPXSA8H2PBhA3IeqSOC1d11q-1Rdfficw6C" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirwIw60BzEjILDs6zHiH-InvRT9vyuGZLolQI5sd_P_4CmWKwtUTQnvPhbbduYt1v08V_lt3rFP6hBB-fO0QWwPDQswCD1Wi1fpRqN15o0ZAgyn2JEMMSdJE3ymgmSUyE5BLeKPOplIP6b6KzQc3ebq8_5pVPXSA8H2PBhA3IeqSOC1d11q-1Rdfficw6C=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The weeping cherry is awash in palest pink.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And in their rocky nook, the hellebores reach for the sun.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i>And all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all shall be exceeding well. </i>Julian of Norwich.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Of course, it could still come a freeze--but nothing can take the beauty of this day from me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgujrJmct99WT28Ui1Ksae5rYA1txtmqD2W2puh6QONMCtKAGeHgCJevEBsls2Mo1r3j2sNP8z4apInQ1SVYDL8f18HcTpiWSe-N9GQVxAn2hO-BeJU8YhxCJAMwsF7_NHO64H2fvR4r5CGbrVujuMosdiBOVP-ybAhNBvvfcvraFHgT9tWCDhOqJnUAmFu" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3308" data-original-width="2137" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgujrJmct99WT28Ui1Ksae5rYA1txtmqD2W2puh6QONMCtKAGeHgCJevEBsls2Mo1r3j2sNP8z4apInQ1SVYDL8f18HcTpiWSe-N9GQVxAn2hO-BeJU8YhxCJAMwsF7_NHO64H2fvR4r5CGbrVujuMosdiBOVP-ybAhNBvvfcvraFHgT9tWCDhOqJnUAmFu=w258-h400" width="258" /></a></div><br /></div></span></div>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-13617995625654200442024-03-12T02:00:00.005-04:002024-03-12T02:00:00.139-04:00Dent de Lion (repost)<p> <a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAZA7zh03oU/TZ0ei-QFH-I/AAAAAAABJbI/1VMNLG4L4dY/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="color: #1a00ff; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13.2px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAZA7zh03oU/TZ0ei-QFH-I/AAAAAAABJbI/1VMNLG4L4dY/w400-h265/DSC_0160.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="400" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: #cccccc; clear: both; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 13.2px;">I</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">s it a weed or a wildflower? <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dandelion" style="color: #1118cc; text-decoration-line: none;">Dandelions</a> are showing their cheerful sunny faces all over our farm just now.</span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #cccccc; clear: both; color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Its jagged edged leaves, which account for the name “Tooth of the Lion,” pop up in gardens and lawns everywhere. Perfectionists deplore the dandelion but herbalists value its diuretic powers. (An old name for dandelion was ‘Piss-a-beds.') </span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In earlier times, the young leaves were a welcome Spring addition to the diet as a salad (or 'sallet' in the old time speech)or briefly sautéed with bacon and seasoned with a little vinegar.</span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And, of course, there's dandelion wine. It sounded so magical-- all summer in a bottle--in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dandelion_Wine" style="color: #1118cc; text-decoration-line: none;">Ray Bradbury tale </a>of the same name but was truly foul in my one (failed) attempt at making it years ago.</span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div align="left" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Have any of you ever tasted -- or made dandelion wine?</span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #cccccc; clear: both; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0w9iToP468/TZ0e6-8yURI/AAAAAAABJbM/pqXiD1_gIaU/s1600/DSC_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="color: #1118cc; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0w9iToP468/TZ0e6-8yURI/AAAAAAABJbM/pqXiD1_gIaU/w400-h265/DSC_0163.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); 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font-size: large;">I've probably told this story before, but yesterday, as I was sorting through boxes of old photos, I came upon two that, I'm pretty sure, document said story.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjd7XWY11gq7rXBsYiSWN-HRFU089pWfeas7IBOcNp9TlAEHNAAoJ2Lay2BmD84YdmP_rzGgjL7tVa7Sg5HWCw5Sy2rObcbhZezBZ1R8BvFn4dZKTxV_QD_vKjVoAIM4zoTAaoKXnaflFGUZirdw80ov0uKcH9CZk-JpfCSl8tcQgzF-lUq6FL8mN3D26Rv" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="2440" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjd7XWY11gq7rXBsYiSWN-HRFU089pWfeas7IBOcNp9TlAEHNAAoJ2Lay2BmD84YdmP_rzGgjL7tVa7Sg5HWCw5Sy2rObcbhZezBZ1R8BvFn4dZKTxV_QD_vKjVoAIM4zoTAaoKXnaflFGUZirdw80ov0uKcH9CZk-JpfCSl8tcQgzF-lUq6FL8mN3D26Rv=w400-h369" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here's a slightly earlier photo to set the scene. Breakfast at my grandparents' house. It's around 1979 and the boys and I are visiting. On the trip down, I had talked with the boys about proper Tampa behavior--no peeing outside, particularly, and certainly, n0 using naughty words, even if they had heard their parents using them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They seemed to understand.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjE5OYWrt4h8psISjIyIzqc1sdrvo-NM8SOZOswQ9SkwcyvgkoVrVRzszP-7LKEZ-hIayyc_rZzHDmcfNkFSFUOjtpSHrA-aq82JokkrDNghPS5Zr1jTZ_yQPhWTD50N7LlABfQaB6WnJDkr5Z6e4Hl-xgRYmXTvHJVxoWK64xNLky47H-YHaiZdMkzFMyg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1225" data-original-width="1920" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjE5OYWrt4h8psISjIyIzqc1sdrvo-NM8SOZOswQ9SkwcyvgkoVrVRzszP-7LKEZ-hIayyc_rZzHDmcfNkFSFUOjtpSHrA-aq82JokkrDNghPS5Zr1jTZ_yQPhWTD50N7LlABfQaB6WnJDkr5Z6e4Hl-xgRYmXTvHJVxoWK64xNLky47H-YHaiZdMkzFMyg=w400-h255" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">All had gone well, and we were enjoying a quiet breakfast when darling little Justin looked over at me, and, out of the blue said, "We don't<i> </i>say <i>sh*t</i>."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Thankfully, my grandmother was deaf, and my grandfather was crunching cornflakes so neither heard him.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But Ethan and I did.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgSca0Si4BcbrUKWPSDL6T_1C8T9wF_k5CPx68LXmiR6I5e0OZolIinQIObpBAhtXJIoeXuGrr9TBH9svC1wHnw4U51ISlltBBoA0Pa_LH_QayR9tt6ydvZLO4Pqlp9aoEnr81j3O1G_o3k2zYviMOii_hAh6SzfMd4oB_ECTs0nNhQwcBzWDmgLC_nJpO" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2173" data-original-width="3250" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgSca0Si4BcbrUKWPSDL6T_1C8T9wF_k5CPx68LXmiR6I5e0OZolIinQIObpBAhtXJIoeXuGrr9TBH9svC1wHnw4U51ISlltBBoA0Pa_LH_QayR9tt6ydvZLO4Pqlp9aoEnr81j3O1G_o3k2zYviMOii_hAh6SzfMd4oB_ECTs0nNhQwcBzWDmgLC_nJpO=w400-h268" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-84438051074004965422024-03-08T02:00:00.046-05:002024-03-08T02:00:00.207-05:00Signs in the Blood Revisited<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjvVs3BjVvUrsQk4xIIiGb3OQY9MxFrCNo2LMKuWsMYJRbA56nyJIA3sQ8Jqn4ecbvP4FR_e709xecHFZYCjSV3j8TH1GKi0EDf2Iq4NPRhVCzun-3_7CEp4FTQ8-FmT1BPg8rm34c8fTnnKWt9KaTL6ZIH8HDn3JZGon5Ldpvmh1jRACIEHhZ_jdMyyS60" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3488" data-original-width="2052" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjvVs3BjVvUrsQk4xIIiGb3OQY9MxFrCNo2LMKuWsMYJRbA56nyJIA3sQ8Jqn4ecbvP4FR_e709xecHFZYCjSV3j8TH1GKi0EDf2Iq4NPRhVCzun-3_7CEp4FTQ8-FmT1BPg8rm34c8fTnnKWt9KaTL6ZIH8HDn3JZGon5Ldpvmh1jRACIEHhZ_jdMyyS60=w235-h400" width="235" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I wrote SIGNS, my first published novel, over twenty years ago. It came out in 2005. I was thrilled, as a rank amateur, to be published by Bantam Dell, a divission of Random House--one of the biggies. It was the beginning of a wild rollercoaster ride and five more Elizabeth Goodweather books. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A few days ago I began rereading this, my first-born. I was delighted to discover that it was better than I remembered. More than that, it captures so much of my life twenty years ago--the farm, the garden, the dogs . . .</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But I had to laugh when I realized that in this book, Miss Birdie is 81--as am I.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I was in my early sixties when I wrote this book and, originally, so was Elizabeth, But I dropped her age back to 52, hoping to give her a bit more zing in her possible romantic life. As for Miss Birdie, 81 seemed incredibly ancient. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And now, here I am. I've had people address me as Miss Vicki and, while I try to be gracious, I really dislike it. I named Miss Birdie after an old (!) woman I once met, never thinking that someday I too . . .</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Life is weird, the longer it goes on.</span></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXETZDzMyvYhb29T2VhZRMsxYdD4PwirOJRrWpmc4WXT1n4UqtrQYBzw9lSx-rOQFN50iOg_ut-2KrLXuyOztB6GE98UC7WsB4XeZejLnLK-4HxT4Xpz0adVwwgE6nE7g8UVCtJjBH90C0pwPF3f3UWxCKk5kM88dIxfalLIxfLBCcOFQXtcbcRqnCRfA7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXETZDzMyvYhb29T2VhZRMsxYdD4PwirOJRrWpmc4WXT1n4UqtrQYBzw9lSx-rOQFN50iOg_ut-2KrLXuyOztB6GE98UC7WsB4XeZejLnLK-4HxT4Xpz0adVwwgE6nE7g8UVCtJjBH90C0pwPF3f3UWxCKk5kM88dIxfalLIxfLBCcOFQXtcbcRqnCRfA7=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-13580407244789560592024-03-07T02:00:00.012-05:002024-03-07T02:00:00.154-05:00Rainy, With a Chance of Forsythia<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoPMhFaV0t5w8XbxqczGDZXWkQomPWvSv5SWXW5NdV698RYC2SgViBINN6dc0g25VlXaQAuDYecD2fZXodr3VrhZwUbxj5OMLxurLQshjmTx0QALGEzIVP1j5LJGWaUJq6g3DcNjxH17hDMiSI4ALA3EGBFbY4qVjLCdmBTxFvXerLBRWx_-9eimYKEw0c" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjoPMhFaV0t5w8XbxqczGDZXWkQomPWvSv5SWXW5NdV698RYC2SgViBINN6dc0g25VlXaQAuDYecD2fZXodr3VrhZwUbxj5OMLxurLQshjmTx0QALGEzIVP1j5LJGWaUJq6g3DcNjxH17hDMiSI4ALA3EGBFbY4qVjLCdmBTxFvXerLBRWx_-9eimYKEw0c=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-32948693055775379832024-03-06T02:00:00.012-05:002024-03-06T02:00:00.143-05:00FB Outage, Oh No!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6M7vrX6u0qtMJuoLKeEh9A2JlzsVZqgF0eXRPAOkeODne1Yr3pCNzq8pQABrs9MFo9s52wD3QP0XTb_ImcvyGbAUeiAVc4fBBUnZIV_MaBIinkXaGUOfvB3PFV3SftDejp4gt_V0zPbtq5NBbQiUWVxpZyCIQOsCStVNDJ54HusqX6cSRVsPUghrTeZGT/s5472/2021-03-09%2009.57.00.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="5472" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6M7vrX6u0qtMJuoLKeEh9A2JlzsVZqgF0eXRPAOkeODne1Yr3pCNzq8pQABrs9MFo9s52wD3QP0XTb_ImcvyGbAUeiAVc4fBBUnZIV_MaBIinkXaGUOfvB3PFV3SftDejp4gt_V0zPbtq5NBbQiUWVxpZyCIQOsCStVNDJ54HusqX6cSRVsPUghrTeZGT/w400-h266/2021-03-09%2009.57.00.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Yesterday's massive Facebook outage got me. as it did so many others. Repeated attempts to log in, only to be told it was the wrong password and then, when I tried to make a new password, to be told <i>an error occurred--</i>frustrating to say the least. I quit trying, as I had housework to do.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So. while dealing with dishes and laundry and dusting and such, I had time to think. How important is FB to me anyway?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I joined, at the behest of my publisher, years ago. But now that I don't have a new or recent book to push, why stay?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Well, for one thing, I have a number of FB friends that I would miss hearing from. Some I've never met in person but they are important to me. For another, I get a fair amount of news and information of local interest. And there's always someone to answer questions about local matters. Plus, it's a great resource if a dog goes missing. Not to mention all the pretty pictures of places I'll never go.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ever since Covid, I've gotten quite used to socializing online, rather than in person. Even without the risk of Covid, online is easier, what with my increasing deafness and limited mobility. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1q4sQ9sOF7opzCEK6qvf1TMNveE13iVtXNYeqCOWBOuHTJ_6L6c7VreTtoFY6ev3pm0IJiYd9w0zFl4wj009QDeS_qX9FLe6XcIHUcgMMSSTZTZUUdw25edIXZber75_QtvILvuTBkB7n30WcvvF2N9EvdyqC1fsZZdPyPLZXw_CMRf0E_y-1Rmwy2RR6" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="213" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1q4sQ9sOF7opzCEK6qvf1TMNveE13iVtXNYeqCOWBOuHTJ_6L6c7VreTtoFY6ev3pm0IJiYd9w0zFl4wj009QDeS_qX9FLe6XcIHUcgMMSSTZTZUUdw25edIXZber75_QtvILvuTBkB7n30WcvvF2N9EvdyqC1fsZZdPyPLZXw_CMRf0E_y-1Rmwy2RR6=w267-h400" width="267" /></a></div><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Still, (are you listening, Zuckerberg?) if suddenly FB became a pay-to-play site, I'd quit. I figure all the ads that FB shows me are keeping Mr. Z in running shoes and yachts. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">This blog--also begun at the behest of my publisher--will probably continue for the foreseeable future. I was always rubbish at keeping a journal, but the blog has become a habit--and a handy way of looking up what was going on in my life on a particular date.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> If at some time in the future you can't find me on FB, look for my blog. The blog abides.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhEbiMZpS2Z_SZjKyUxRcMLPoTpUpcrXH9QWWLIdv9xN54hThy9npxZubWC5Z8wGsVhuej_Av1ngIGGYf7bJl5uRGgfnDeqU0DJl9SummkSUo6YYLjtbH_-Db3Gkcx4pGwqoldQNgwmmVgQyNk63ODTwpeXzKDpIiJnqJxiv9bD17Pmq-gMvyhNKd-wkd/s5472/2021-04-12%2009.57.01.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="5472" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhEbiMZpS2Z_SZjKyUxRcMLPoTpUpcrXH9QWWLIdv9xN54hThy9npxZubWC5Z8wGsVhuej_Av1ngIGGYf7bJl5uRGgfnDeqU0DJl9SummkSUo6YYLjtbH_-Db3Gkcx4pGwqoldQNgwmmVgQyNk63ODTwpeXzKDpIiJnqJxiv9bD17Pmq-gMvyhNKd-wkd/s320/2021-04-12%2009.57.01.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-64119590886333312412024-03-05T02:00:00.039-05:002024-03-05T02:00:00.160-05:00Josie at the Art Show<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVfCLB6z3JmsBsanl65u0gDocPDdytUwG9qkRX1O0LBJ6n8xSNmVpMpI42yxUpMEvVOIiwyPCAZO7WqtPXJa4oeGEAqNOJBzAmMQOR_nMpI65EAzaSqUrAMZ6Iizo1INKEFFuUXMQ3khJMay7LBSWelmKqg4d1IFLlQ04szzOVzNy2fGd2DPNRloE_KHcC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2671" data-original-width="2946" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhVfCLB6z3JmsBsanl65u0gDocPDdytUwG9qkRX1O0LBJ6n8xSNmVpMpI42yxUpMEvVOIiwyPCAZO7WqtPXJa4oeGEAqNOJBzAmMQOR_nMpI65EAzaSqUrAMZ6Iizo1INKEFFuUXMQ3khJMay7LBSWelmKqg4d1IFLlQ04szzOVzNy2fGd2DPNRloE_KHcC=w400-h362" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">There was an art show at the Arts Council and there was art from kids all over the county. Meema and I went after school to look for my picture.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5iI3SM4r_E3L5af0HXUrXbkDOECBK9lou7jH_nW4zL1x2zmx29c-jJEnzJ-OGqR89jok4TjoyGjDwhQgT28N-FE7j6WklwLEMmrw8bOgkG9ewNfFO1fx4TwPzRytkGojx7Fau2xK4VWYGpmWv7H-hCDB4GHS755nkRR0682luij2kdI2F97yO7gu07I64" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg5iI3SM4r_E3L5af0HXUrXbkDOECBK9lou7jH_nW4zL1x2zmx29c-jJEnzJ-OGqR89jok4TjoyGjDwhQgT28N-FE7j6WklwLEMmrw8bOgkG9ewNfFO1fx4TwPzRytkGojx7Fau2xK4VWYGpmWv7H-hCDB4GHS755nkRR0682luij2kdI2F97yO7gu07I64=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I found mine!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeQCdbwVrrtQRvEXApkFzY5HzM4i1p8ETlcPx7qYokudEtqMPT0-r8YDnqM_su7T75x6I-hhle22MHciYo5r6nl0QKORueMBDMHWAwCWw-HNIS1d2oGd15NIVmOpPClc_s0BrwuqogyxnIqkiU2l--Ip-xaeQFRbXqfYcXBOv_7_YmpqSzan5_c9R8e4m7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2307" data-original-width="2581" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgeQCdbwVrrtQRvEXApkFzY5HzM4i1p8ETlcPx7qYokudEtqMPT0-r8YDnqM_su7T75x6I-hhle22MHciYo5r6nl0QKORueMBDMHWAwCWw-HNIS1d2oGd15NIVmOpPClc_s0BrwuqogyxnIqkiU2l--Ip-xaeQFRbXqfYcXBOv_7_YmpqSzan5_c9R8e4m7=w400-h357" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia;">It is a picture of Kittyland where kitties can talk and understand people and help them out. There is also a cardinal and some butterflies.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn6NaFVsNV1RofS-_CKv8QY9AFnaQnHL1kXkWrMuF2dmh1uCVbJe3Ya1AbLBwBawIf6r-cJmfqaE3QjXGgg-czs6Y5HpHYPAstFiK9vBGE5TAOurkaENcUshM7yffYJSxwqY_x7ycRS5hB3VCVyjWyw7K82pXTX5sb-hL1zd_4psY7zFkoesetDzkEMaWC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn6NaFVsNV1RofS-_CKv8QY9AFnaQnHL1kXkWrMuF2dmh1uCVbJe3Ya1AbLBwBawIf6r-cJmfqaE3QjXGgg-czs6Y5HpHYPAstFiK9vBGE5TAOurkaENcUshM7yffYJSxwqY_x7ycRS5hB3VCVyjWyw7K82pXTX5sb-hL1zd_4psY7zFkoesetDzkEMaWC=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a HUGE show--the walls were full of pictures and there was other stuff kids had made.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love being an artist!</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcXXTvv091-ZWue1i0vd1J_Ni2bA_8Y3dQlIAPalffERCCcpZebNij2uHlpiP8qtQf7EV2OzZ_FGy5UceHp5Qny5dscz8JZZgvoK5FmSuUvq-8kPminDmbWZJMR4ihvslMZfOtQ4HlOagNTm0otDr6Ess75H-8gG2RF8TpyHi5qPjbigeXtcYv-mPwuTWX" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcXXTvv091-ZWue1i0vd1J_Ni2bA_8Y3dQlIAPalffERCCcpZebNij2uHlpiP8qtQf7EV2OzZ_FGy5UceHp5Qny5dscz8JZZgvoK5FmSuUvq-8kPminDmbWZJMR4ihvslMZfOtQ4HlOagNTm0otDr6Ess75H-8gG2RF8TpyHi5qPjbigeXtcYv-mPwuTWX=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /></span></span></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-78034063584198527492024-03-04T02:00:00.071-05:002024-03-04T02:00:00.140-05:00Second Thoughts<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzdVQtynIkYIXmKqNLRJCPEX6m-wgy-GJmnTvsImkFLtcNmSTgg7wCfyOIsK44ZKiY3-JEldsTDbzPIm3zsvmSuUpB1Z_6oQSxS584k5GPaLwgslR98w8yPsYFmvmkzqk2VYrWZEsDgIwuQTdKeXUOSkHLYJWAkjD6UrdkrrcLsjnP2-BJqvTw2Nz80mDp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzdVQtynIkYIXmKqNLRJCPEX6m-wgy-GJmnTvsImkFLtcNmSTgg7wCfyOIsK44ZKiY3-JEldsTDbzPIm3zsvmSuUpB1Z_6oQSxS584k5GPaLwgslR98w8yPsYFmvmkzqk2VYrWZEsDgIwuQTdKeXUOSkHLYJWAkjD6UrdkrrcLsjnP2-BJqvTw2Nz80mDp=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A photo of an undisciplined dog--that's why I took the picture. But when I looked at it, I had some second thoughts. Second thoughts about the book in the picture.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I started re-reading Michener's <i>The Source--</i>for the who-knows how many-eth time--and a third of the way through, I began to find it unusually heavy going.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It's Michener's take on the land that would become Israel, and the many peoples that have lived and fought and died there.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But . . . but, it's difficult for me to read of the heroic and troubled past when the terrible present is in the news daily.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The attack by Hamas was horrendous; the response by Israel is looking more and more like genocide. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">May this god-troubled land find peace somehow.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Meanwhile, I'm going to have to find something else to read.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-91060722276952623782024-03-03T02:00:00.001-05:002024-03-03T02:00:00.137-05:00Into the Woods<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhe2HWokQd5IHsLlvY7j5GqdcWkGYzg2o_W-qtsqTNGCfpKc1JCikUoZKOitZymWAd06RaOZ0ccLWsQRP1LshBLfjFi3AlbDNRFxp5mG_84HkZci10Ov_KNm9n4zp5L3tD-bELBOHNRvVbKBAjignkfXKSuvujNxaDeopUDLasQgN_yBTK6hS1JgeBWcDmS" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhe2HWokQd5IHsLlvY7j5GqdcWkGYzg2o_W-qtsqTNGCfpKc1JCikUoZKOitZymWAd06RaOZ0ccLWsQRP1LshBLfjFi3AlbDNRFxp5mG_84HkZci10Ov_KNm9n4zp5L3tD-bELBOHNRvVbKBAjignkfXKSuvujNxaDeopUDLasQgN_yBTK6hS1JgeBWcDmS=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-4020014401549731002024-03-02T02:00:00.085-05:002024-03-02T02:00:00.146-05:00Old Times They Are Not Forgotten<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi6j2WgWbohc7gUqpGSWauYSA22xwCnPvEcetGiKCnKQoD-OgWY-m_gHIIMse_l6QWv7YVr_jZ7CdVMuKGiynT2MTqd45-4CAYPPvdocW_N6vxeSL4Y-24PSLkVAYxStHvE-0R7Mr-lqn0H1VlSTkCKhPSgVuhzXHkDoM9IYX5eFnlREnDxTnAF2Qm_PJ83" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2106" data-original-width="3600" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi6j2WgWbohc7gUqpGSWauYSA22xwCnPvEcetGiKCnKQoD-OgWY-m_gHIIMse_l6QWv7YVr_jZ7CdVMuKGiynT2MTqd45-4CAYPPvdocW_N6vxeSL4Y-24PSLkVAYxStHvE-0R7Mr-lqn0H1VlSTkCKhPSgVuhzXHkDoM9IYX5eFnlREnDxTnAF2Qm_PJ83=w400-h234" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">More old photos--I can't identify any of the people. Some white folks touring Florida (possibly one of my great aunts)--at Bok Tower and in an orange grove. Accompanied by a Black woman--who, at that time, would not have been allowed at a tourist attraction except as a uniformed adjunct to a white employer.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I love her earrings--and her dignity.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQodkK2q__o91lArzne57GZPSaQ8TMs-zChJTAfn4n8fTfnvybGpjCe_973SvhmBQswdXvdfCqPl-JgxdyI-NylMLWSYnlw2gKS_JQdjo5PGqIc2azWqdgERrRe70ZeeF3-2jSc4yV-enX3lBW28W1WFEzzXrPBTor2VDJRPOKvmhjYM0yXVuj__Sl2EtF" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="735" data-original-width="554" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiQodkK2q__o91lArzne57GZPSaQ8TMs-zChJTAfn4n8fTfnvybGpjCe_973SvhmBQswdXvdfCqPl-JgxdyI-NylMLWSYnlw2gKS_JQdjo5PGqIc2azWqdgERrRe70ZeeF3-2jSc4yV-enX3lBW28W1WFEzzXrPBTor2VDJRPOKvmhjYM0yXVuj__Sl2EtF=w302-h400" width="302" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: left;">Here she is again. Contrast the expressions of the three women. </div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRnXd3VEBei58eSJReaCdX4Gg2OqB_rduceZRkPJId3zPqBkzZfdDlkLGlTaXGHSwargTG4j8-qeWDasLUy8JHp9841-IDG5dgKz_F02segqsvuZzI2jMeU13RCFrRRAqF1dGPy5bviZaNNCCX_GoiVFA9yMytedmBuL9IwAUzLcGECqrZgUeDx6N1-hPW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1883" data-original-width="3347" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRnXd3VEBei58eSJReaCdX4Gg2OqB_rduceZRkPJId3zPqBkzZfdDlkLGlTaXGHSwargTG4j8-qeWDasLUy8JHp9841-IDG5dgKz_F02segqsvuZzI2jMeU13RCFrRRAqF1dGPy5bviZaNNCCX_GoiVFA9yMytedmBuL9IwAUzLcGECqrZgUeDx6N1-hPW=w400-h225" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;">The Civil War was long over. But Jim Crow laws in the South meant that Black people were still condemned to a quasi-slavery--which, in turn, enabled whites of modest means to turn over childcare, housekeeping, yard work, and the like to people of color. </div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="text-align: left;">Ah, that gracious </span><span style="text-align: left;">Southern</span><span style="text-align: left;"> living--built on inequality and suppression.</span></span><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span> </span></div></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcBbR2JLhKeG_aYMQIDHr5DDWsJ2ar9obhjt-ZPfbm8gVus5szcNlMJpA8JR9FoTGB4AqjB2zeoQe_sCgNskZFJD9ftW5UBK5hJhrQFy9aLdgCzWzzTOQImjSxKvI_43HoOosnVheJt2ZvDqhg5uo4ZTqxugUopIxPpKo8MPKFGbqLX8eQT2RwRpAC6FU4" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3167" data-original-width="2265" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgcBbR2JLhKeG_aYMQIDHr5DDWsJ2ar9obhjt-ZPfbm8gVus5szcNlMJpA8JR9FoTGB4AqjB2zeoQe_sCgNskZFJD9ftW5UBK5hJhrQFy9aLdgCzWzzTOQImjSxKvI_43HoOosnVheJt2ZvDqhg5uo4ZTqxugUopIxPpKo8MPKFGbqLX8eQT2RwRpAC6FU4=w287-h400" width="287" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">What's the story here? A young man stands at attention while a toddler has his picture taken. What were that young man's thoughts? What were his aspirations? What did his future hold?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sLXYZ3H720NAZ-QEbLEFYv2brpW3U0t5N6zRFXHOoTma5NIQAbKohqlh2PAuHrElAyidRlVmdVDenbAsChwQiKzMTHGggezEczstXkv9dsC8YVsWpIohQva-FlIDufxhZ19wzd2UtC4B5I2gcY5JsQ3V6IJ2ERIIb7OU5EENUMOBu77yA8yYfoaUa98K/s700/20240226_150521.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="696" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1sLXYZ3H720NAZ-QEbLEFYv2brpW3U0t5N6zRFXHOoTma5NIQAbKohqlh2PAuHrElAyidRlVmdVDenbAsChwQiKzMTHGggezEczstXkv9dsC8YVsWpIohQva-FlIDufxhZ19wzd2UtC4B5I2gcY5JsQ3V6IJ2ERIIb7OU5EENUMOBu77yA8yYfoaUa98K/w398-h400/20240226_150521.jpg" width="398" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-68942164338969224352024-03-01T02:00:00.007-05:002024-03-01T02:00:00.262-05:00Rabbit, Rabbit<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-KZ5iQMi9_PB7EtvMwrcxEbpMBh69SevySXQBtxBrBuihsUnQU2mDovGVikULsquMwQCCxzfkYMlgOdWHXDKG7MB4iOyoJRppyywmVl6hbccdWfr8Nf_XoKaZqN-7RHNAxYvJWdvqqrPrzSmsFMMLpwMQBexH3AkXWLw1DBlD17LTK_kys9Fu6apVOhoQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2510" data-original-width="1879" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-KZ5iQMi9_PB7EtvMwrcxEbpMBh69SevySXQBtxBrBuihsUnQU2mDovGVikULsquMwQCCxzfkYMlgOdWHXDKG7MB4iOyoJRppyywmVl6hbccdWfr8Nf_XoKaZqN-7RHNAxYvJWdvqqrPrzSmsFMMLpwMQBexH3AkXWLw1DBlD17LTK_kys9Fu6apVOhoQ=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>from a photo (unattributed) taken in Wensleydale, Yorkshire</i></span></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-37989350825989689542024-02-29T02:00:00.065-05:002024-02-29T02:00:00.142-05:00An Extra Day<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMkP4qq3cWPyWVc3L4S5UfS3EIwrvRGDEd1tM5LoDixBz5-auNIHdckSDAEPkgNUj1Nfs9RtFIElIZIKDxbOwAgDzqM6t1du8xQ3GSlKUq80q2CIHECwN_PgsFaoZcJdB5qcpiqJT27DWVXV5xe1wdcAsjbo5iE8JPJzRn9rD3Bbu-r_sYLEhZXIsxtUYu/s5472/2021-02-28%2014.32.49.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5472" data-original-width="3648" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMkP4qq3cWPyWVc3L4S5UfS3EIwrvRGDEd1tM5LoDixBz5-auNIHdckSDAEPkgNUj1Nfs9RtFIElIZIKDxbOwAgDzqM6t1du8xQ3GSlKUq80q2CIHECwN_PgsFaoZcJdB5qcpiqJT27DWVXV5xe1wdcAsjbo5iE8JPJzRn9rD3Bbu-r_sYLEhZXIsxtUYu/w266-h400/2021-02-28%2014.32.49.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Once every four years we get an extra day. Seems like it ought to be something special--a national holiday for running around and howling at the moon. Or whatever fun and foolish endeavor one might be drawn to.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxyY8rEgPq5tsjGxoUY-WSCi2WqcVHWqDCQ5gneUU0BH67AolUC1dNn367h34kihHBopwkCiQCUXEn_Xpud_i3dDf-VTA-4nLNywdBoi8i0GtgGu70ikq0r679TaFZ4gwKxBNOE29mZtg-CAvr2a2YyPbBE5sOG9pCWpNR4r1f8EaZpbIHAB11qlskKpm/s3550/2022-02-28%2012.38.09.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3550" data-original-width="3301" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxyY8rEgPq5tsjGxoUY-WSCi2WqcVHWqDCQ5gneUU0BH67AolUC1dNn367h34kihHBopwkCiQCUXEn_Xpud_i3dDf-VTA-4nLNywdBoi8i0GtgGu70ikq0r679TaFZ4gwKxBNOE29mZtg-CAvr2a2YyPbBE5sOG9pCWpNR4r1f8EaZpbIHAB11qlskKpm/w373-h400/2022-02-28%2012.38.09.jpg" width="373" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Back in high school, we had Sadie Hawkins Day, on which girls asked boys to a dance called Twerp Twirl. It was kinda a big deal--the girl made a corsage for her date--of vegetables rather than flowers--and, if possible, took him to dinner before the dance. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hlDk3O3TddspK7aIR2220iw69BV6HDp4k2k4ul_4nt1qaqRTPS4pkVP3ByqO_10Hk3bRTYAYQkMoIpoLfiY9qlA63Lu7W-5qW05cLlxn3HxySv3Ixf9jC0Hixhw2JJB3etD-ilMUs_FBdrLpKPaUjqNQU7ziBbvF7_v4IQg9ml0YNZJQXbJglliZ3ee5/s3142/2021-03-06%2009.10.19.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3051" data-original-width="3142" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hlDk3O3TddspK7aIR2220iw69BV6HDp4k2k4ul_4nt1qaqRTPS4pkVP3ByqO_10Hk3bRTYAYQkMoIpoLfiY9qlA63Lu7W-5qW05cLlxn3HxySv3Ixf9jC0Hixhw2JJB3etD-ilMUs_FBdrLpKPaUjqNQU7ziBbvF7_v4IQg9ml0YNZJQXbJglliZ3ee5/w400-h389/2021-03-06%2009.10.19.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In our senior year, I took John. We double-dated, as we often did, with our friends Stephanie and Steve. I don't remember anything about the dance or the corsage, but I do remember that we splurged and took our dates to a really nice steakhouse called Steve's (different Steve) Rustic Lodge on Lake Thonotosassa.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Stephanie and Steve didn't endure as a couple, but John and I will be celebrating our 64th Sadie Hawkins Day together. We might howl at the moon--if we're still awake when she rises.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyHf6eQuTkPpLD6Jqeq5gV7j1RJYTBgZukurNvbACoc3CDO0k3W6O9h_gtRY4UOHHWKoAo1yxUmZ9ZaYVIatcUE0vPiqIZ2lq5fppDNQSWI3KB3UNtw0STyGNBQSgK4iMQI9Tadhyk7Z9bj0hImMpUggocCwFbxK7aVK0B0ETCYxXhQw30BtGAXEuVpjuT/s5472/2021-02-28%2014.33.22.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="5472" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyHf6eQuTkPpLD6Jqeq5gV7j1RJYTBgZukurNvbACoc3CDO0k3W6O9h_gtRY4UOHHWKoAo1yxUmZ9ZaYVIatcUE0vPiqIZ2lq5fppDNQSWI3KB3UNtw0STyGNBQSgK4iMQI9Tadhyk7Z9bj0hImMpUggocCwFbxK7aVK0B0ETCYxXhQw30BtGAXEuVpjuT/w400-h266/2021-02-28%2014.33.22.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-89859500509804731512024-02-28T02:00:00.042-05:002024-02-28T08:55:24.454-05:00Giving Meema Some Fashion<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1ODEXyMy3XXlTpYxuSBOHL-9yycu0EbJBKpxX00rcYX4nuRRqIT02LORk3BnK_G978hz8H2ZK5-N1_CW8MieRuPFFbpTPJRQQQaPns8cFfD0Wqv14nwYb_71dFyUpz5VileNm2DN7UKVZTA_YjYUihisI8EDynZQ_OU14wztwcbEVdhSu5awejaBt7W2s" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1ODEXyMy3XXlTpYxuSBOHL-9yycu0EbJBKpxX00rcYX4nuRRqIT02LORk3BnK_G978hz8H2ZK5-N1_CW8MieRuPFFbpTPJRQQQaPns8cFfD0Wqv14nwYb_71dFyUpz5VileNm2DN7UKVZTA_YjYUihisI8EDynZQ_OU14wztwcbEVdhSu5awejaBt7W2s=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I am trying to get Meema to wear more fashion. (She always looks the same, with about a million sweaters.) So I am making a fancy hat for her...</span> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidAOHQ-Sf-yaXMxqVXmYQrs0Fiu_h_sa0f94g4XBjNdB47nUOKlwPhXSI3ImKhYp679_4taSLbTN-NjDmGRcztqoQz0cPFIZHsaKOOLfzmYIz2CtlLsr-LYe9hYs7TB9FnA-clDkqU-kyqNIYg5eywq7J5hnh4r1E4fBcuMFVNzVzEaHEdqsh0vX0tHZA7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidAOHQ-Sf-yaXMxqVXmYQrs0Fiu_h_sa0f94g4XBjNdB47nUOKlwPhXSI3ImKhYp679_4taSLbTN-NjDmGRcztqoQz0cPFIZHsaKOOLfzmYIz2CtlLsr-LYe9hYs7TB9FnA-clDkqU-kyqNIYg5eywq7J5hnh4r1E4fBcuMFVNzVzEaHEdqsh0vX0tHZA7=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The hat and the beads and the fancy scarf thing are a good start but something is missing... </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I have just the thing!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">What do you think?</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgwwgzgBmUadl4719VE7qkkRgS-5t2WQH0A07mKsjPNJ3oOYLj27J7sljuQlUuETdFYppdSPfHqe-3gKoxinBAWhZK7VGLOOkFCncK40mOK5boRJpjf-nasd3lL9XE7PukVwI6ybwxsdsBhE7agn6Zv0FUNsvLSrMEzbu6PgvCWjZDXyCHvpBAZyho9UVQb" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgwwgzgBmUadl4719VE7qkkRgS-5t2WQH0A07mKsjPNJ3oOYLj27J7sljuQlUuETdFYppdSPfHqe-3gKoxinBAWhZK7VGLOOkFCncK40mOK5boRJpjf-nasd3lL9XE7PukVwI6ybwxsdsBhE7agn6Zv0FUNsvLSrMEzbu6PgvCWjZDXyCHvpBAZyho9UVQb=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Meema says: The flowered scarf is a half-slip from my trousseau in 1963. The hat was a gift made by m friend Louise long before Josie was around. And the beautiful (wax) lips were a gift from Joy<b> </b>after one of my classes. It pays to have a grandmother who keeps weird stuff around... </i></span><p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-73360041093128093222024-02-27T02:00:00.107-05:002024-02-27T02:00:00.245-05:00Back Then<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7qQcd4OT3MNwBs64_XBVacQFOC3e2MmVMxf_aPPhckIy59k6bLmSrRX6SW34ylLWccvh_M5fpCZUKwg1_dAdQQ0_rFPFvVdK1Z6bPstyStNNuZQ_oPKiwiobVFHScYzABhC9J93Wr_y_vg8t1mk4usNyVWjEGTPGeqzJbl1ps3YxaS5gtmKqP-j6Le-e/s4045/2024-02-26%2016.19.06.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4045" data-original-width="2704" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7qQcd4OT3MNwBs64_XBVacQFOC3e2MmVMxf_aPPhckIy59k6bLmSrRX6SW34ylLWccvh_M5fpCZUKwg1_dAdQQ0_rFPFvVdK1Z6bPstyStNNuZQ_oPKiwiobVFHScYzABhC9J93Wr_y_vg8t1mk4usNyVWjEGTPGeqzJbl1ps3YxaS5gtmKqP-j6Le-e/w268-h400/2024-02-26%2016.19.06.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">More pictures from the recently discovered stash of family photos from the Twenties (last century's Twenties)-- the first one has no information on it, but I just love this lady's relaxed pose. She looks like she'd be good company.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXd6eRDFN_M_K7bJ3FEQOnX9kluBNJcwag8jhqdzjTTERnwSd-b3RS6meRfQqijk2Q6XTevTtZlmsA24BhS0O1M62FFJMk1oXT60LHekCX2fqfOj6RgBVuC-tf-htfAtpmB0YhAQnQG9DxClEgTMfLN-R4dAb8K_Uz_OzoAOgi6N8Soyd5Rk7VRoqUnagh/s3267/2024-02-26%2016.18.56.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3064" data-original-width="3267" height="375" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXd6eRDFN_M_K7bJ3FEQOnX9kluBNJcwag8jhqdzjTTERnwSd-b3RS6meRfQqijk2Q6XTevTtZlmsA24BhS0O1M62FFJMk1oXT60LHekCX2fqfOj6RgBVuC-tf-htfAtpmB0YhAQnQG9DxClEgTMfLN-R4dAb8K_Uz_OzoAOgi6N8Soyd5Rk7VRoqUnagh/w400-h375/2024-02-26%2016.18.56.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The steamship Governor Cobb. My maternal grandparent's only trip out of the country was from Key West to Havana in 1922--my grandmother mainly remembered the sad experience of dining in restaurants where beggars pressed their faces to the windows.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Despite this less than pleasant memory, she always wanted to go to Europe, but my grandfather refused, saying it looked bad for a banker to leave the country.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">There's more about the Governor C <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SS_Governor_Cobb">HERE.</a> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61XIfcAWDROTca-PzXGqm2kOK9tVMVLfeeIZ6UrARpM6yGJaaGv9jypoT1tw6zGJ_6RVo3k8g8si32Zs6j4ZyIe-UKl5YkkDlXcuMc_LD4GkW3gKWYsIuD8PGiZHz4Ut4xwkNd3jTg8pypauAvS5msEr6XxnJ-9o9x0C0CTtAWrn7DTC6lkpwYYu-q4Af/s3709/2024-02-26%2016.18.19.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2279" data-original-width="3709" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61XIfcAWDROTca-PzXGqm2kOK9tVMVLfeeIZ6UrARpM6yGJaaGv9jypoT1tw6zGJ_6RVo3k8g8si32Zs6j4ZyIe-UKl5YkkDlXcuMc_LD4GkW3gKWYsIuD8PGiZHz4Ut4xwkNd3jTg8pypauAvS5msEr6XxnJ-9o9x0C0CTtAWrn7DTC6lkpwYYu-q4Af/w400-h246/2024-02-26%2016.18.19.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">These last two had writing on the back--"scene near Cocoa, Fla. Dec. 1922" I remember when there were roads like this near Tampa and I get a little homesick for a time long gone. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And " David from St. Louis</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Paul Nicky (?)- full-blooded Hopi Indian charge of garden at Hotel Lommery(?)"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">What I like in this picture is how the little boy in cowboy garb proudly grabs the arm of the full-blooded Hopi while the unidentified dandy in short pants stands aloof. Also, the gentleman in the chair.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQUGWrP_SSkQ7ixoFbdpHq6WyxEscl61bkkBB8Ot8rDfqyBDRSd_cd7VjPsz598R4ELL_7d21zk73Kddza01szYJg8pH3BRneg0N-ktgyEoB1g07rFR9QhpOCxv13oD4H1clfHdrg_lUJ6zksPzejvfPIefxG_Kmvj01Oikhqf9iJiuii0FxuHqa7ypfu/s2992/2024-02-26%2016.12.40.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2412" data-original-width="2992" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQUGWrP_SSkQ7ixoFbdpHq6WyxEscl61bkkBB8Ot8rDfqyBDRSd_cd7VjPsz598R4ELL_7d21zk73Kddza01szYJg8pH3BRneg0N-ktgyEoB1g07rFR9QhpOCxv13oD4H1clfHdrg_lUJ6zksPzejvfPIefxG_Kmvj01Oikhqf9iJiuii0FxuHqa7ypfu/w400-h323/2024-02-26%2016.12.40.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-46516107360551061322024-02-26T02:00:00.014-05:002024-02-26T02:00:00.237-05:00The Best Water in the World (a repost)<div class="separator"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sR_MszAgX_I/R69D3ZevPBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XakHpSX9yZ0/s1600-h/DSCN2630.JPG" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #1118cc; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13.2px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sR_MszAgX_I/R69D3ZevPBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XakHpSX9yZ0/w300-h400/DSCN2630.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; padding: 5px; position: relative; text-align: center;" width="300" /></a></div><p> </p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">We're proud of our water, here in the mountains. "The best water in the world" we call it. A man may live in a tumble-down shack but if he has a spring above his house, he can dig down to the place where the water runs over bare rock, dam up a small pool, and pipe the water from the pool to a reservoir (which could be anything from a wooden barrel to a cast concrete box) and thence to his house. Gravity water, cold and clear and free.</span><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">Clifford, who with his wife Louise owned the farm we live on, told us how during the Depression he went to Detroit in search of a job. "And I woulda made good money too but I couldn't drink the water. Just got on the bus and come back the next day."</span><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">I grew up drinking the city water in Tampa and always assumed that was how water should taste. But after I'd lived in the mountains half a year, drinking the water from our own spring -- I was spoiled. Totally and completely. When I returned to Tampa for a visit, the water tasted so much like chlorine that I found myself using bottled water even to brush my teeth.</span><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">Our little spring puts out a tiny stream, the size of a pencil, but (so far, knock-on-wood) it's never slackened. It was adequate for our needs till our older boy went to college and began coming come home for spring or fall break with five or six friends. The little spring just couldn't keep up with all the showering and laundry and flushing. So we had a well dug.</span><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">We planned to use the well water for the laundry and bathrooms and to have another pipe to supply the kitchen from the spring. My husband, the resident DIY plumber, was resigned to a long, unpleasant session in the cramped crawl space under the house, tackling this complicated reworking of our plumbing. Then we tasted the well water - and lo and behold, it tasted just the same as the spring!</span><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><br style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #222222;">The best water in the world!</span></span><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sR_MszAgX_I/R69D4pevPDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5IZvTfhYKMs/s1600-h/DSCN2628.JPG" style="background-color: #cccccc; color: #1118cc; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-decoration-line: none;"></a></div>Vicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-47965554725136536222024-02-25T02:00:00.011-05:002024-02-25T02:00:00.127-05:00Look Up<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhDHfX8jIkABTTOBEh9GtxQqiTjCyprs9VBhplLA2zzgzKZyXLN9JPdrnEaYiJ2CZZLZvi5ARPc66AAPZsoenSd3X039cLDZEVYErKcE7ZjJRP_k0jhySbOzcZCDNXHtUKgQ2cPsSaEAU5UnxbQNrW9CLGb8Jzcmx7beecETQ1TNA_zrqf8P5h4BTjPRsXG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgDOqEV2lHSzMCpp5x0EtWgBsSf3oXsfePfnWTxoB_B0XbZl9dE9bujHehgVIqdFqlcthrkERuJTMrasARWqQ7I_574OAcpqxEzSZuSFbCH3ocWYiywArcaaZquIe6NpX9w1ytyjpg1KnlPgZLmSj7TKtXeukoxRJgsS3wjb2NpjFRGuTKkCbWvbc1d3yvD=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Some years ago, we had a lovely couple as long-time tenants of the house where Justin and family now live. They were excellent tenants, not only keeping everything in good repair, but making needed improvements. They were also committed Jehovah's Witnesses.</span><p></p><p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpgMi61jjDKtg98VOeuYQTSPpoOOgSMf-iw4dXIqjo9au2NrJ9pZqmErBEt-bv_bw0JX8klmsdaDwdrP2uOm8cFB44uJAaVFn_QnwZ-rFq_deuLb6u1DFPsJbJOsONV8b9pZ-j6aNaupAn8B1jSTm86undBEH2YIqcei2sbEv4KrVx7T7II8u_F5F9qTyi" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2337" data-original-width="1920" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpgMi61jjDKtg98VOeuYQTSPpoOOgSMf-iw4dXIqjo9au2NrJ9pZqmErBEt-bv_bw0JX8klmsdaDwdrP2uOm8cFB44uJAaVFn_QnwZ-rFq_deuLb6u1DFPsJbJOsONV8b9pZ-j6aNaupAn8B1jSTm86undBEH2YIqcei2sbEv4KrVx7T7II8u_F5F9qTyi=w328-h400" width="328" /></a></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">They asked, at our first meeting, if that would be a problem and we said of course not--but we're not interested in Watchtowers and Bible study. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">That understood, we had an excellent relationship. Then, some years later when Ethan was getting ready to go to college, the wife of the pair gave me a book for Ethan to read. All about the Bible and what it means and how to lead a biblical life.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I thanked her and said I'd pass it on to him. But, I warned her, we don't "believe" in the Bible as anything more that a collection of old stories and songs, passed down and changed over and over in the passing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">She was gobsmacked. Around here, the prevalent religion was Baptist and those folks take their Bible seriously. Or pretend to.</span></p><p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh34oG_GUgSl-3jEyG3rTfeEwXheE_Sb64ER5JdHeOkbTLD1VdjRsy8Uym-uEE0KuujxWJsPadz-BYqg8jQn8Z2uafvVMbLsHutdQA64pw3Is9F71lOTUXL37esbQ6RaKJGEsrPKs2OoX3tH1aO-s5ioppaqY4NBSxevIUp5ClUPX-VLtky3WElFZNtzxBR" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2671" data-original-width="2496" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh34oG_GUgSl-3jEyG3rTfeEwXheE_Sb64ER5JdHeOkbTLD1VdjRsy8Uym-uEE0KuujxWJsPadz-BYqg8jQn8Z2uafvVMbLsHutdQA64pw3Is9F71lOTUXL37esbQ6RaKJGEsrPKs2OoX3tH1aO-s5ioppaqY4NBSxevIUp5ClUPX-VLtky3WElFZNtzxBR=w373-h400" width="373" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Now I'm the one who's gobsmacked--at the rise of Christian Nationalism in this country--which was founded by people escaping the lack of religious freedom in England. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Alabama's Chief Justice and Speaker Mike Johnson are two recent examples of politicians basing their decisions on the Bible--which is a lot like using a map from 1700 to drive to California. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I am wary of a government run by folks who care less for the here and now than a hoped-for heaven. Why worry about the environment? The Rapture will be coming any day.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhPKSxY7a4SaU5X9bx6uN7WSqejhk2nRL-5nEOYCmfSQcd-0eA4pmibA78xXl-e6v1VNiQ6d5-IEgWOTG0iUSqZLWPtoGL2OKUsVPWQANXHT0JlQSC8QPivxTLYAo8cw-R65cmju_QalrvPxawnussBVgo6j2aFaGn8Xlk45pERpFgccq2wT54BTitHtZta" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhPKSxY7a4SaU5X9bx6uN7WSqejhk2nRL-5nEOYCmfSQcd-0eA4pmibA78xXl-e6v1VNiQ6d5-IEgWOTG0iUSqZLWPtoGL2OKUsVPWQANXHT0JlQSC8QPivxTLYAo8cw-R65cmju_QalrvPxawnussBVgo6j2aFaGn8Xlk45pERpFgccq2wT54BTitHtZta=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">When John was in grad school at University of Iowa, studying Comparative Religion, I had no job. So I typed all his papers and, having an interest in the subject, read most of his textbooks. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It was fascinating to learn how errors in translation and doctrinal disputes had shaped the Bible over the years. Man's work made the book what it is.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In the King James version, it rises to poetry in places. Some of the New Testament, the Beatitudes for example, is pretty darn woke. But the Inerrant Word of God? Give me a break.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Running a government based on the 'Holy Book' of a subset of the population is </span><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">wrong. It would be wrong if it were the Queran, the Vedas, the Analects of Confucious, the Torah, the Tripitaka. . . or Atlas Shrugged or the poems of Rod McKuen.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And it's wrong when it's the Bible.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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